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