(charles aznavour and herbert kretzmer) She May be the face I cant 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 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 Ill remember till the day I die
She May be the reason I survive The why and wherefore Im alive The one Ill care for through the rough and ready years Me Ill take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs For where she goes Ive got to be The meaning of my life is
................................................ And baby Everytime you touch me I become a hero I'll make you safe No matter where you are And bring you Everything you ask for Nothing is above me .................................
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