The Glory Of Love

I hold in my hand, dear, three letters Three letters from the stage of your fine, fine, super-fine career The first began "Eddie, darling, sweetheart, my wonderful one, I will always be grateful for the things that you've done" The second letter came right after I gave you your start Yes, it came from your pen, dear, but not from your heart The third became the joker of the deck You ended your letter enclosed "please sign my cheque" Why you fool! You poor, sad, worthless, foolish fool If you think that money can pay me For the hard years I've suffered till things broke your way Yes, I'm answering your last letter that says we must part I'm tearing it to pieces the way you tore up my heart I smile when you kiss me and I thrill at your touch My only sin was, I love you much too much You've got to give a little, take a little And let your poor heart break a little That's the story of, that's the glory of love You've got to laugh a little, cry a little Before the clouds roll by a little That's the story of, that's the glory of love. As long as there's the two of us We've got the world and all its charms And when the world is through with us We've got each other's arms. You've got to win a little, lose a little And always have the blues a little That's the story of, that's the glory of love. And when the world is through with us We've got each other's arms. You've got to win a little, lose a little And always have the blues a little That's the story of, that's the glory of love. That's the story of, that's the glory of love