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'd 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

I wish

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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