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...