send in the clowns
isn't it rich,are we a pair
me here at last on the ground
you in mid-air
send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss,don't you approve
one who keeps tearing around
one who can't move
but where are the clowns
send in the clowns

just when I stopped openning door
finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
making my entrance again
with my usual flair
sure of my lines
no one is there

don't you love farce,my fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
sorry my dear
but where are the clowns
quick,send in the clowns
what a surprise who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now when I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What a cliche...
isn't it rich,isn't it queer
losing my timing this late is my career
and where are the clowns
quick send in the clowns
don't bother, they're here