(Stephen Stills)
You asked me to read this letter
That you wrote the night before
And you really should now better
'Cause she's worth a whole lot more, brother
You know you can't run away and hide
Is it you don't want to see her cry
Is that why you won't go and say goodbye
Then you said the fault was yours
And you really were to blame
'Twas as if to close the door
And to hide away in shame brother
You know you can't run away and hide
Is it you don't want to see her cry
Is that why you won't go and say goodbye
Yes and why tell me why
Can't you see that it's not right
It's a lie it's a lie
Don't hide your sorrow in the night brother
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