Lyrics

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...