Send In The Clowns

This is a song about a couple of adult people who have spent

Oh, quite a long time together

'Til one day, one of 'em gets restless and decides to leave

Whether it's the man or woman who left is unimportant

It's a breakup

And it's a lovely marriage of words and music

Written by Stephen Sondheim

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