Many a tear has to fall, but it's all
in the game.
All in the wonderful game, that we
know as love.
You had words with him, and your future's
looking dim.
But these things your hearts can rise
above.
#2.
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 bou-quet.
And he'll kiss your lips, and caress your
waiting fingertips
And your hearts will fly, a-way.