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
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