🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: She (Notting Hill OST) - Elvis Costello

 She may be the face I can't 
 The  of pleasure or regret
 Maybe my treasure or the price I have  pay
 She may  the song that summer sings
  be the chill that autumn brings
 May be  hundred different things
 Within the measure of a 
 
 She may  the beauty or the beast
 May be the famine  the feast
 May turn each day into a Heaven  a Hell
  may be the mirror of my dreams
 A smile  in a stream
 She may not be what  may seem
 Inside  shell....
 
 She, who always seems so  in a crowd
 Whose eyes  be so private and so proud
  one's allowed to see them when they cry
 She maybe the love  cannot hope to last
 May come to me  shadows in the past
 That I remember 'till the day I 
 
 She maybe the  I survive
 The why  wherefore I'm alive
 The one I care for through the rough and ready 
 
 Me, I'll take the laughter and her 
 And make them all  souvenirs
 For where she  I've got to be
 The meaning of my  is
 She....She
 Oh, she....