Writer(s): Ahlert/Young 





I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter

And make believe it came from you



I'm gonna write words oh so sweet

They're gonna knock me off my feet

A lotta kisses on the bottom

I'll be glad I got 'em



I'm gonna smile and say: "I hope you're feeling better"

And close with love the way you do

I'm gonna sit (right) down and write myself a letter

(And make believe it came, though I know it's not the same) 

And (I'll) make believe (that) it came from you