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 That music box played on Sad little serenade Song of my hearts composing I hear it still I always will Best on the bill, charade
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