Sings ‘I Wonder’
I wonder why each little bird
Has a someone to sing to
Sweet things to
A gay little love melody.
If my heart keeps singing
Will my song go wing-ing
Who’ll find me
And bring back a love song
[speaking more to herself than to the birds, but they listen and answer her]
Oh dear, why do they still treat me like a child.
Why, Flora and Fauna and Merryweather. They never want me to meet anyone. [to the animals] But you know something? I fooled ’em. I have met someone!
Who? Who? Who? [the animals get more and more excited as she tells the story]
Oh, a prince. Well, he’s tall and handsome and … and so romantic. Oh we walked together, and talked together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms, and then … I wake up. [the animals sink their heads]
Yes, it’s only in my dreams. But they say if you dream a thing more than once, It’s sure to come true. And I’ve seen him so many times!
[A chipmunk sees the prince’s wet clothes hanging in a tree. He and the other animals put their heads together, make a plan and get over to that tree]
You know samson, There was something strange about that voice. Too beautiful to be real. Maybe it was a mysterious being, a wood sprite … [Samson sees the animals running off with the clothes and neighs] There, stop!