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 blue   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