I lied to this man as I called him a friendnHe fell as I tripped him: he won't smile againnThe fruits of the loops of the friendships that droopnThey pulled up my head as I try to lay deadnNever realize I'm painting the corners, the edgenAs the fruits of the loops of the friendships that droopnnWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nnThere's no point in asking: there'll be no replynAs you try to convict me, I'll move side to sidenThe fruits of the loops of the friendships that droopnThe situation cannot be rectifiednWe're drowning the small ones with loose lips and liesnAs the fruits of the loops of the friendships that droopnnWhere'd you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nnWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?nWhere do you go when you hide your love away?