Cinderella at the Grave [2002 Revival]
Stephen Sondheim
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 that
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