People Hide Their Love - Greg
Brown
I went out last night to a
cabaret,
I got home this mornin' at the break of day.
[chorus:]
People hide their love, People hide their love,
People hide their love, People hide their love.
Knockin' on my door; I know there's nobody home,
But I go on in; talk to the telephone.
[repeat chorus]
In the dimlit crowd, in a creaking bone,
in the laugh too loud, in the midnight groan.
[repeat chorus]
I went out last night to a little cabaret,
I got home this mornin' at the break of day.