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, last my heart's an open door
and my secret love's no secret anymore.
Now I shout it from the highest hills,
even told those golden daffodils.
At last my heart's an open door
and my secret love's no secret anymore—
anymore—
anymore.