I Have Nothing
Whitney Houston
4:48She may be the face I can't forget A trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or a price I have to pay She may be the songs that someone sings May be the chill that autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within a moment 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 It's my reflected image seen She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell She who always seems so happy in a crowd Who also can be so private and so proud No walls around to see them when they cry She may be the love that just knows how to last May come to me from shadows of the past That I'll remember 'til the day I die She may be the reason I survive The why and wherefore I'm alive The one I care for through the ripe and rainy years Me, I'll take her love to end their tears And make them all my souvenirs Forever 'cause I've got to be The meaning of my life is she She, she