Send In The Clowns

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?

Me here at last on the ground, you in mid-air

Where are the clowns?Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve?

One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move

Where are the clowns? There ought to be clownsJust 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 thereDon'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