Charade - BBC Concert Orchestra

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