Letras
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 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
But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Quick, send in the clowns
What a surprise
Who could foresee?
I've come to feel about you what you felt about me
I only know when I see that you've drifted away
What a surprise
What a cliché
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