"Send In The Clowns"

 

Judy Collins

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 (for sure)

 

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

Songwriters: STEPHEN SONDHEIM