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 kind of 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 Then he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips
And your heart will fly away, come on, sing this song... Then he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your heart will fly away Your heart, your heart will fly away Your heart, your heart will fly away It's all in the game, a game called love It's all in the game, a game called love...