Paroles de Charade

When we played our charade We were like children posing Playing at games, acting out names Guessing the parts we played Oh, what a bill 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 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