| When we played our charade
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| We were like children posing
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| Playing at games, acting out names
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| Guessing the parts we played
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| Oh, what a bill we mad!
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| We came on next to closing
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| Best on the bill, lovers until
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| Love left the masquerade
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| Fate seemed to pull the strings
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| I turned, and you were gone!
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| While from the darkened wings
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| The music box played on
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| Sad little serenade!
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| Song of my heart’s composing
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| I hear it still, I always will
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| Best on the bill — charade
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| Fate seemed to pull the strings
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| I turned, and you were gone
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| While from the darkened wings
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| The music box played on
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| Sad little serenade!
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| Song of my heart’s composing
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| I hear it still, I always will
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| Best on the bill — charade |