Saturday, February 28, 2009

She.......Read....

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 the 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 dream 
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 
Whose 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 
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 
For where she goes, I've got to be 
The meaning of my life is...she

Whoa, ohhhh...She


Amazing lyrics arent they?...........:)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very appropriate indeed !

Anonymous said...

Notting Hill...Nice movie..