Where is the difference?

From sea shore to the shores of the sky
From sandy balmy breeze to misty chilly heights
From feeling the drizzle to raining over clouds
From being the crowd to being on top of world
It’s the same breath and the same smile
The skin no different, the belief old heady

Then why does it feel so new? So fresh?
Is it my eyes or yours? My song or your voice?

Where is the difference?