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. (Bridge:) 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.
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