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 hearts 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 fingertips
And your heart
Will fly away
(Soon he'll be there at your side) with a sweet bouquet
Then he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips
And your heart will fly away