S he May be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I hav e to pay
She may be the song th at summer sings
May be the chill that autumn b rings
May be a hundred different t hings
Within the measure o f a day.
She May be the beau ty or the beast
May be the famine or the f east
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a s tream
She may not be what she may s eem
In side her shel l
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so pr oud
No one's allowed to see them when they c ry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I d ie
She May be the r eason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm al ive
The one I'll care for thr ough the rough and ready years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my s ouvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning o f my life is
She, she , (ohhhhh) she