Because, damn it, she deserves it:
She
May be the reason I survive,
The why and wherefore I’m alive,
The one I’ll care for through the rough and ready years.
Me, I’ll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs,
For where she goes I’ve got to be,
The meaning of my life is
She.
“She” (“Tous Les Visages de L’Amour”)
(by Charles Aznavour and Herbert Kretzmer)
(sung by Elvis Costello in Notting Hill)
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