| And--? | 
| And-- | 
| (sung) | 
| It’s a very nice ball | 
| And--? | 
| And-- | 
| (sung) | 
| When I entered, they trumpeted | 
| And--? | 
| The Prince--? | 
| Oh, the Prince… | 
| Yes, the Prince! | 
| Well, he’s tall | 
| Is that all? | 
| (spoken) | 
| Did you dance? | 
| Is he charming? | 
| They say that he’s charming | 
| We did nothing but dance | 
| Yes--? | 
| And--? | 
| And it made a nice change | 
| No, the Prince! | 
| Oh, the Prince… | 
| Yes, the Prince | 
| He has charm for a Prince, I guess… | 
| Guess? | 
| I don’t meet a wide range… | 
| Did he bow? | 
| Was he cold and polite? | 
| And it’s all very strange… | 
| Did you speak? | 
| Did he flirt? | 
| Could you tell right away he was royalty? | 
| (sung) | 
| Is he sensitive, clever, well-mannered, considerate, passionate, charming, | 
| as kind as he’s handsome, as wise as he’s rich, is he everything you’ve ever | 
| wanted? | 
| Would I know… | 
| Well I know. | 
| But how can you know what you want till you get what you want and you see if | 
| you like it? | 
| Would I know… | 
| All I know is… | 
| I never wish… | 
| What I want most of all… | 
| Just within reason | 
| Is to know what I want | 
| When you know you can’t have what you want | 
| Where’s the profit in wishing? | 
| He’s a very nice Prince… | 
| What I wouldn’t give to be in your shoes | 
| Will you look over there, an enormous beanstalk | 
| Growing next to that little cottage! | 
| I mean slippers as pure as gold! | 
| I must get home! | 
| I need your shoe! | 
| Wait! | 
| First Midnight | 
| One midnight gone… | 
| No knot unties itself… | 
| Sometimes the things you most wish for are not to be touched… | 
| The harder to get, the better to have… | 
| Agreed? | 
| Agreed | 
| Never wear mauve at a ball… | 
| Or pink… | 
| Or open your mouth… | 
| The difference between a cow and a bean | 
| Is a bean can begin an adventure… | 
| Slotted spoons don’t hold much soup… | 
| The prettier the flower, the farther from the path… | 
| The closer to the family, the closer to the wine… | 
| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah… | 
| One midnight gone… | 
| The mouth of a wolf’s not the end of the world… | 
| A servant is not just a dog, to a Prince… | 
| Opportunity is not a lengthy visitor… | 
| You may know what you need | 
| But to get what you want | 
| Better see that you keep what you have | 
| (All overlapping) | 
| One midnight gone… | 
| Sometimes the things you most wish for are not to be touched… | 
| The harder to get, the better to have… | 
| Agreed? | 
| Agreed | 
| One midnight gone… one midnight gone… | 
| Never wear mauve at a ball… | 
| Or pink… | 
| Slotted spoons don’t hold much soup… | 
| To get what you want better keep what you… | 
| The prettier the flower… | 
| One midnight one midnight one midnight gone. | 
| (sung) | 
| Into the woods | 
| Into the woods | 
| Into the woods, then out of the woods | 
| And home before-- | 
| Giants In the Sky | 
| There are giants in the sky! | 
| There are big, tall, terrible giants in the sky! | 
| When you’re way up high, and you look below | 
| At the world you’ve left and the things you know | 
| Little more than a glance is enough to show | 
| You just how small you are | 
| When you’re way up high, and you’re on your own | 
| In a world like none that you’ve ever known | 
| Where the sky’s like lead, and the earth’s like stone | 
| You’re free to do whatever pleases you | 
| Exploring things you’d never dared | 
| Cause you don’t care | 
| When suddenly there’s | 
| A big, tall, terrible giant at the door | 
| A big, tall, terrible lady giant sweeping the floor | 
| And she gives you food, and she gives you rest | 
| And she draws you close to her giant breast | 
| And you know things now, that you never knew before | 
| Not 'til the sky | 
| Only just when you’ve made a friend and all | 
| And you know she’s big, but you don’t feel small | 
| Someone bigger than her comes along the hall | 
| To swallow you for lunch! | 
| And your heart is lead, and your stomach’s stone | 
| And you’re really scared, being all alone | 
| And it’s then that you miss all the things you’ve known | 
| And the world you’ve left, and the little you own; | 
| The fun is done | 
| You steal what you can, and run! | 
| And you scramble down, and you look below | 
| At the world you left, and the things you know. | 
| The roof, the house, and your mother at the door | 
| The roof, the house, and the world you’d never thought to explore | 
| And you think of all of the things you’d seen | 
| And you wish that you could live in-between | 
| And you’re back again, only different than before | 
| After the sky | 
| There are giants in the sky! | 
| There are big, tall, terrible, awesome, scary | 
| Wonderful giants in the sky! |