(P. Francis Webster, S. Fain)
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[Recorded Januaru 28, 1964, Los Angeles]
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Once I had a secret love that lived within the heart of me,
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All too soon my secret love became impatient to be free.
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So I asked a friendly star the way that lovers often do
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Just how wonderful you are and why I'm so in love with you.
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Now I shout it from the highest hill, even told the golden daffodils,
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And now my heart's an open door, and my secret love's no secret any more.
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Secret Love
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| Frank Sinatra |
