Send In The Clowns

Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
You win me there
Send in the clowns
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can’t move…
So where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Just when I’d start
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 was there
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you’d want what I want…
Sorry, my dear
So where are the clowns?
They said there would be clowns
Send in the clowns
What a surprise
Who could foresee?
I come to feel about you
What you felt about me
Why only now I only can see
That you’re drifting away
What a surprise
What a cliche
Isn’t it rich?
Isn’t it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
And where are the clowns?
You said there would be clowns
There supposed to be clowns
Send in the clowns
«Don't bother»
They’re here