Once I had a secret love that lived within the heart of me.
All too soon my secret love became impatient to be free.
So I told a friendly star, the way that dreamers often do,
Just how wonderful you are and why I’m so in love with you.
Now I shout it from the highest hills,
Even told the golden daffodils; at last my heart’s an open door,
And my secret love’s no secret any more.