Send in the Clowns

Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
And you in midair
But where are the clowns?
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 usually flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love a part?
My fault I fear
I thought that it 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?
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Well maybe
Next year



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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