Josh Groban - She

^FShe may be the face I can't ^Fdimforget The trace of pleasure or re^A#gret Maybe my treasure or the p^Frice I have to ^Dpay ^GmShe may be the song that summer^Gdim sings May be the chill that autumn br^Fings May be a hundred different th^A#/Cings Within the mea^Csure of a d^Fay ^{A# C}

^FShe may be the beauty or the ^Fdimbeast May be the famine or the f^A#east May turn each day into a H^Feaven or a H^Dell ^GmShe may be the mirror of my d^Gdimreams A smile reflected in a st^Fream She may not be what she may s^A#/Ceem Inside h^Cer sh^Fell... ^{A# C}

S^Dbhe, who always seems so happy in a cr^Abowd Whose eyes can be so private and so pr^Gboud No one's allowed to see them wh^Fen they cry ^A#mShe maybe the lov^Ebe that cannot hop^Abe to last May come to ^Fme from shadows in the p^Gast That I rem^Gember till the day I d^Cie

^FShe maybe the reason I surv^Fdimive The why and wherefore I'm al^A#ive The one I care for through the rou^Fgh and ready y^Dears ^GmMe, I'll take the laughter and her ^Gdimtears And make them all my souven^Firs For where she goes I've got to ^Gbe The meaning ^Cof my life is

^A#She....S^Fhe ^{A#m C}Oh, s^Fhe...