Charade Testo

When we played our charadeWe were like children posingPlaying at games, acting out namesGuessing the parts we playedOh what a hit we madeWe came on next to closingBest on the bill, lovers untilLove left the masqueradeFate seemed to pull the stringsI turned and you were goneWhile from the darkened wingsThe music box played onSad little serenadeSong of my heart's composingI hear it still, I always willBest on the billCharade