Elvis Costello - She (notting Hill) By: angelical Date: September 23, 2013, 02:09:36 AM She
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 sun on summer sets May be the chill in Autumn breeze May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast May be the phantom 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 a stream She may not be what she may seem inside a shell
She, who always seems so happy in her ground Whose eyes can be so brighter then so brown No one's allowed to see them when they cry She, may be the love that can't hope to last May come or leave from shadows of the past But I'll remember till the day I die
She, may be the reason I survive The why and wherefore and a (lie) The one I care for through the ruff in many years Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs 'Cause where she goes I've got to be The meaning of my life is she Ynt: Elvis Costello - She (notting Hill) By: greent00ns Date: October 12, 2013, 01:57:09 AM Saol
