When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names

Guessing the parts we played

Oh what a hit we made

We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade


Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone

While from the darkened wings
The music box played on


Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill

Charade

Fate seemed to pull the strings

I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
The music box played on and on


Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing

I hear it still, I guess I always will
Best on the bill
Charade