A pair of yellow hands held up, with one hiding behind the other. Their nails are painted neon green.

Hiding

I want to hide tonight.

My love, tonight I want to hide in those eyes of yours,

And press myself against the corner of your smile.

My love, I want to hide in your arms,

Away, away from the prying eyes.

I want to hide tonight.

I want to hide where they can’t find us,

But your honest eyes, they’re too painful

And your honest words, they’re like knives,

Crashing, crashing I’m falling.

My love, will you hold me tonight?

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