charade

Ray Conniff

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
Sad little serenade, song of my heart's composing, I hear it still, I always will, best on the bill, charade

(Do filme Charade)