Many a tear has to fall
But it's all in the game
All in the wonderful game
That we know as love
You have words with him
And your future's looking dim
But these things
your heart can rise above
Once in a while he won't call
mmm but it's all in the game
Soon he'll be there
at your side
With a sweet boquet
And he'll kiss your lips
And caress your waiting
finger tips
And your heart will fly away
Once in a while he won't call
But it's all in the game
Soon he'll be there at
your side mmm
With a sweet boquet
And then he'll kiss your lips
And caress your
waiting finger tips
And your heart will fly away
And your heart will
fly fly away.