"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

 

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