Send in the Clowns
Send In The Clowns
by Maria Arredondo
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.. .
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
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!
And where are the clowns
There are to be 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