Someone is giving a costume ball Someone's depending on us to be there No chance of being yourself at all But you'll know everyone you will see there Picture a ballroom of mirrors that lie Oh how you'll love the world they will show you Magic chandeliers, softly hide the years And the costume ball goes on and on And on and on And on every clock the hands never meet This is a ball where midnight is missing At masquerades the kisses are sweet You never know whose lips you are kissing Someone is giving a costume ball Someone's depending on us to be there It's not very far, just come as you are Even when the music And the dancers All are gone The costume ball goes on an on The costume ball goes on