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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World Peace & Long Live Rock'n'Roll !!!
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