Send in the Clowns (Act Two)

Shall I tell you why I really invited you here? When we met again and made love I thought, maybe here it is at last A chance to turn back To find some sort of coherent existence After so many years of muddle Of course there's your wife But I thought, perhaps Just perhaps You might be in need of rescue too From renewing my unrenewable youth? It was only a thought When my eyes are open and I look at you I see a woman that I have loved for a long time Who entranced me All over again when I came to her rooms It gives me such genuine pleasure That in spite of myself I came here for the sheer delight Of being with her again The woman who could rescue me? Of course But when my eyes are not open Which is most of the time All I see is a girl in a pink dress Teasing a canary Running through a sunlit garden to hug me at the gate As if I'd come home from Timbuktu Instead of the Municipal Courthouse three blocks away 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 is there Don't you love farce? 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 I'm sorry, Desiree I should never have come To flirt with rescue When one has not intention of being saved... Do try to forgive me 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