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
...I always will...
"Best on the bill".... Charade