So now you think you've found
A love that's good and sound
When all at once you see
A piece of bygone memory
And so you hide the things that she's most likely to find.
There are the things you want to keep
Emotions that are more than skin deep
You tell yourself to throw away
But you keep them for another day
And so you hide the things that
She's most likely to find
Solo
And so you hide the things that
She's most likely to find
You're just a fool who won't let go
To things that happened long ago
Letters, books and photographs
And when your love asks you just laugh
That's why you have to hide
The things that she's most likely to find, oh yeh