You're the reason

She may be the song that summer sings, may be the chill that autumn brings, may be a hundred different things within the measure of a day. She may be the mirror of my dreams, a smile reflected in a stream . She, who always seems so happy in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and so proud, no one’s allowed to see them when they cry. She maybe the love that cannot hope to last, may come to me from shadows in the past that I remember ‘till the day I die. She maybe the reason I survive, the why and wherefore I’m alive. The meaning of my life is She.