When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names
Guessing the parts we played
Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
The music box played on
Charade
(Mancini/ Mercer)
1963
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Lillian Bassman
Harpers Bazaar
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