Bless Your Beautiful Hide

Beatles, The
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You've got to hide your love away
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

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away