Act I: Cinderella at the Grave

Cinderella had planted a branch
At the grave of her mother
And she visited there so often
And wept so much
That her tears watered it until it had become
A handsome tree

I've been good and I've been kind, Mother
Doing only what I learned from you
Why then am I left behind, Mother?
Is there something more that I should do?
What is wrong with me, Mother?
Something must be wrong
I wish

What, child?
Specify
Opportunity is not a lengthy visitor
And good fortune, like bad
Can befall when least expected

Do you know what you wish?
Are you certain what you wish is what you want?
If you know what you want
Then make a wish
Ask the tree
And you shall have your wish

Shiver and quiver, little tree
Silver and gold throw down on me
I'm off to get my wish



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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