What if the show couldn't go on What if we all got jobs
and got to bed before dawn What if Old Joe had to retire
What if all the stage hands were let go or fired
that's just like what the world would be
If you fell out of love with me I can't let this happen to you
don't you let it happen to me What would our friends and family say
if they could only see If you let this happen to us
don't think you'd be setting me free Wasn't it you and I who made
promises of eternity What if the lights didn't go on What if the
velvet curtain had to be taken down What if the clowns couldn't be clowns
and all those painted smiles gave in to plaintive frowns
What if no show ever happened again No Seven, no 8 1/2, no Nine, and no "10"
All numbers and no mystery No promise of eternity...