Send in the Clowns

                                  Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?

Me here at last on the ground and you in mid-air

Send in the clowns



Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve?

One who keeps tearing around and one who can't move

But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns



Just when I stopped opening doors

Finally finding the one that I wanted was yours

Making my entrance again with my usual flair



Sure of my lines

Nobody's there



Don't you love a farce? My fault, I fear

I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry my dear

But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns

Don't bother they're here



Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer?

Losing my timing this late in my career

But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns

Well, maybe next year