Send In The Clowns (Live)

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

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, send in the clowns

Don't bother, they're here

Isn't it rich, isn't it queer

Losing my timing this late in my career

But where are the clowns

There ought to be clowns

Well, maybe next year