The Beatles — You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away (Lennon/McCartney)

Here I stand 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.

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