She

(Db)She may be the face I can't (Edim)forget,

a trace of pleasure or (Gb)regret,

maybe the treasure or the (Db)price I have to (Bb7)pay,

(Ebm)she may be the song that summer (Abdim)sing,

may be the chill that autumn (Db9)brings,

may be a hundred diff'rent (Gb)things within the (Ab7sus4)measure of (Ab7)a (Db)day.

(Db)She may be the beauty or the (Edim)beast,

may be the famine or the (Gb)feast,

may turn each day into a (Db)heaven or dy (Bb7)hell.

(Ebm)She may be the mirror of my (Abdim)dreams a smile reflected in a (Db)stream,

she may not be what she may (Ab7)seem,

the mea inside my life her (Db)shell.

(Db)She may be the reason I (Edim)survive the why and wherefore I'm (Gb)alive the one I'll care for in the (Db)rough and ready (Bb7)years

(Ebm)Me, I'll take her laughter and her (Abdim)tears and make them all my (Db)souveneirs for where she goes I've got to (Ab7)seem,

the mea inside my life her (Db)shell.

(A)She who always seems so happy in a (E)crowd,

whose eyes can be so private and so (D)proud,

noone's allowed to see them (C#)when they cry.

(F#m)She may be the (B)love that cannot hope to (E)last,

may come to (C#)me from shadows of the (Eb)past that I'll (Eb7)remember till the day I (Ab7)die.

(Gb)She, (Db)she, she.