Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
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.
Bridge
Fate seemed to pull the strings..
I turned and you were gone.
While from the darkened wings..
the music box played on.
Sad little seranade..song of my
heart's composing.
I hear it still..I always will..
best of the bill..char..ade.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.