Frank Sinatra — Send in the Clowns

[Verse 1] Isn't it rich? Are we a pair? Me here at last on the ground You in mid-air Send in the clowns [Verse 2] Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve? One who keeps tearing around One who can't move Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns [Bridge] Just when I'd stopped 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 is there [Verse 3] Don't you love 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 [Verse 4] Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer Losing my timing this late In my career? Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns Well, maybe next year...