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

 She may  the face I can't forget
 The trace of pleasure  regret
 Maybe my  or the price I have to pay
  may be the song that summer sings
 May  the chill that autumn brings
 May be a  different things
 Within the measure of  day
 
 She may be the beauty or the 
 May be the  or the feast
 May turn each day into a  or a Hell
 She may  the mirror of my dreams
  smile reflected in a stream
 She may not be  she may seem
 Inside her 
 
  who always seems so happy in a crowd
 Whose  can be so private and so proud
 No one's  to see them when they cry
 She maybe the love that cannot hope to 
 May come to me from shadows in  past
 That I remember  the day I die
 
 She maybe the reason I 
 The why  wherefore I'm alive
 The  I care for through the rough and ready years
 
 Me,  take the laughter and her tears
 And  them all my souvenirs
  where she goes I've got to be
 The meaning of my life 
 She....She
 Oh, she....