It's All in the Game

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

But it's all, in the game

Soon he'll be there at your side

With a sweet bouquet.

And he'll kiss your lips

And caress your waiting finger tips

And your heart will fly away.



Soon he'll be there at your side

With a sweet bouquet.

And he'll kiss your lips

And caress your waiting finger tips

And your heart will fly away.



And your heart will fly away...