Send In the Clowns (from a Little Night Music)

Isn't it rich?

Are we a pair?

Me here at last on the ground

You in mid-air

Send in the clowns

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

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

Don't you love farce?

My fault, I fear

I thought that you'd want what I want

Sorry, my dear

Where are the clowns?

Quick, send in the clowns

Don't bother, they're here

Isn't it rich? (Isn't it rich?)

Isn't it queer? (Isn't it queer?)

Losing my timing this late in my career?

Where are the clowns? (Where are the clowns?)

There ought to be clowns (Send in the clowns)

Well, maybe next year