She may be the face I cant forget   a trace of pleasure or regret   may be the 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   the smile reflected in the 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 ones 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'd 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      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      She....   the meaning of my life is She