Send in the Clowns

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?

Me here at last on the ground

And you in mid air

But where are 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 clownsJust when I'd stopped opening doors

Finally knowing the one who 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

Songwriters

STEPHEN SONDHEIMPublished by

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