Testo: Erasure. The Circus. Hideaway.

One day the boy decided
To let them know the way he felt inside
He could not stand to hide it
His mother she broke down and cried

Oh my father
Why don't you talk to me now?
Oh my mother
Do you still cry yourself to sleep?
Are you still proud of your little boy?

Don't be afraid
You don't have to hideaway

The boy he was rejected
By the people that he cared for
It's not what they expected
But he could not keep it secret anymore

Far from home now
Waiting by the telephone
There's a new world
You can make it on your own
Are you still proud of your little boy?

Don't be afraid
You don't have to hideaway, no

Don't be afraid
Love will mend your broken wing
Time will slip away
Learn to be brave

Oh my father
Why don't you talk to me now?
Oh my mother
Do you still cry yourself to sleep?
Are you still proud of your little boy?

Don't be afraid
You don't have to hide away, no

Don't be afraid
Love will mend your broken wing
Time will slip away
Learn to be brave