Lyrics Send in the Clowns [Act Two] - Catherine Zeta-Jones , Alexander Hanson

Isn′t it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air.
Send in the clowns.
Isn't it bliss?
Don′t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can't move.
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines,
No one was there.
Don′t you love us?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you′d want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don't bother, they′re here.
Isn't it rich?
Isn′t it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns.
Well, maybe next year.