[Music] She - Elvis Costello

She may be the face I can't forget

The trace of pleasure or regret

Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay

She maybe the song that summer sings

Maybe the chill that autumn brings

Maybe a hundred different things 

within the measure of a day

She maybe the beauty or the beast

Maybe the famine or the feast

May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

She maybe the mirror of my dreams

The smile reflected in a stream

She may not be what she would seem 

inside her shell

She would always seem so happy in a crowd

Whose eyes can be so bright and so proud

No one's allowed to see them when they cry

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 die

She may be the reason I survive

The why and wherefore 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

The way she goes that got to be 

the meaning of my life is she

She, she