Charade

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

Sad little serenade

Song of my heart's composing I hear it still, I always

will Best on the bill Charade