Intro :
She may be the face I can't fo rget
A trace of pleasure or re gret
May be my treasure or the price I have to p ay
She may be the song that summer s ings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different t hings
Within the measure of a d ay
She may be the beauty or the b east
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a H ell
She may be the mirror of my d reams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may s eem
Inside her s hell....
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the l ove that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the p ast
That I'll remember 'til the day I d ie
She maybe the reason I sur vive
The why and wherefore I'm a live
The one I'll care for through the r ough and ready y ears
Me, I'll take her laughter and her t ears
And make them all my souve nirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She....S he
Oh, sh e....