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, and on, and on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade

(Sax bridge)

Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
The music box played on, and on, and on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade

I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade