Beatles
Here I stand, with head in hand, turn my face to the wall
If she’s gone, I can’t go on, feeling two foot small
Everywhere, people stare, each and every day
I can see, them laugh at me, and I hear them say
Hey, you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey, you’ve got to hide your love away
How can I, even try, I can never win.
Hearing them, seeing them, in the state I’m in.
How could she, say to me, “Love will find a way”?
Gather ‘round, all you clowns, let me hear you say
Hey, you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey, you’ve got to hide your love away
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