Elvis Costello - She

 She
 May be the face I can't forget.
 A trace of pleasure or regret
 May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
 She may be the song that summer sings.
 May be the chill that 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.
 A 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 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 rainy 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, she



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one of notting hill original soundtrack :)
old song, but I love it .. deep lyrics huh?