I often wonder if I’m placing the right bet
Maybe I should have gone the other way
I love you
I know I do
But all the same I wonder
Love is risk
Love is cruel
Love does never have to say you’re sorry
But my heart beats out a different rhythm
While I love you there is another
Did I play my cards right?
Did I win the game of chance?
Or am I a victim of love’s cruel game?