Lyrics

Many a tear has to fall but its all in the game All in the wonderful game that we know as love Youve had words with him and your futures looking dim But these things your heart can rise above Once in a whike he wont call but its all in the game Soon he'll be there by your side With a sweet boquet And he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your hearts will fly away Once in a while he wont call But its all in the game Soon he'll be there by your side With a sweet bouquet And he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your hearts will fly away Fly away Fly away Fly away Fly away
Writer(s): Carl Sigman, Charles Dawes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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