She means more to me than what you will ever mean.
We walk down the street hand in hand,
Yes heads turn and a few comments are heard.
Do they matter?
Does it bother us?
Is it okay?
No but it is what we are willing to endure.
As much as I mean to her,
She means much more to me;
We undergo this nonsense because we are much more.
More than what they will know.
A man and a woman can be as they please,
Love is love let us be.
All that matters is how much I love her,
As she loves me.