Whose words these are I think I know She has never spoken to me, though She won't see me pick her letter And watch her words make me glow My friends must think I'm weird Seeing me smile broad and clear In the middle of my work The busiest day of the year They see my foolish grin And wonder where my head has been “What’s wrong?” they ask, their laughter loud Not knowing my heart’s quiet within They give my head a good shake And ask me what I did intake They don't hear my pounding heart Neither see the dreams I baked These words are lovely warm and deep But the name on the letter is not mine to keep And her's a secret I must keep No tears anymore when I try to weep No stars to guide me when the darkness creeps