The Secret
I have a secret that I cannot sing
Because I am afraid the wind might hear
And stride across the sky to you, and fling
My secret in your ear.
Because I am afraid the wind might hear
And stride across the sky to you, and fling
My secret in your ear.
I have a secret that I will not say
Because I am afraid some friend would go
And whisper it to you, my Love, one day,
And you would know.
Because I am afraid some friend would go
And whisper it to you, my Love, one day,
And you would know.
I have a secret that I dare not prize
Although it langhs away my loneliness,
For if you ever looked into my eyes
Ah! you would guess!
Although it langhs away my loneliness,
For if you ever looked into my eyes
Ah! you would guess!
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