Many a tear has to fall,
But it's all in the game.
All in a wonderful game,
That we know as love.
You had words with him,
And your future's,
Looking dim.
But these things,
Your heart can rise,
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,
Then he'll kiss, your lips,
And caress your,
Waiting fingertips.
And your heart,
Will fly away.