It’s All In The Game

Many a tear has to fall
But it's all in the game
All in the wonderful game
That we know has 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 fingertips
And your heart, your heart will fly away.

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, your heart will fly away...

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