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