The Glory of Love - Bette Midler

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 
Until 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 
Yes, 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