She

Elvis Costello
kar by Mike M

She may be the face I can't forget.
The trace of pleasure or regret.
May be my treasure,
or the price I have to pay.

She may be the song the summer sings.
May be the chill the autumn brings.
May be a hundred different things,
within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast.
May be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.

She may be the mirror of my dreams.
The smile reflected in a stream.
She may not be what she may seem
inside her shell.

She who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Who's eyes can be so private and so proud.
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.

She may be the love that cannot hope to last.
That comes indeed from shadows in the past,
that I remember till the day I die.

She may be the reason I survive.
The why and where for I'm alive.
The one I'll care for
through the rough and ready years.

Me,
I'll take her laughter and her tears,
and make them all my souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to be,
the meaning of my life is she...

She may be the face I can't forget.
The trace of pleasure or regret.
May be my treasure,
or the price I have to pay.

She may be the song the summer sings.
May be the chill the autumn brings.
May be a hundred diff'rent things,
within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast.
May be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.

She may be the mirror of my dreams.
The smile reflected in a stream.
She may not be what she may seem
inside her shell.

She who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Who's eyes can be so private and so proud.
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.

She may be the love that cannot hope to last.
That comes indeed from shadows in the past,
that I remember till the day I die.

She may be the reason I survive.
The why and where for I'm alive.
The one I'll care for
through the rough and ready years.

She...

Soft karaoke
Words
acbass
piano
mel
guit
strings
drums
"She"
by -- Lee
a quickie