here i stand, head in hand
turn my face to the wall
if he's gone i can't go on
feeling two foot small.
everywhere people stare
each and everyday
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.
(John Lennon)
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