March of the Witch Hunters (Original Cast Recording/2003) - Christopher Fitzgerald, Kimiko Glenn & Waitress Original Broadway Cast Ensemble

Today's a day like any other But I'm changed, I am a mother, oh, in an instant And who I was has disappeared It doesn't matter, now you're here So innocent I was lost for you to find And now I'm yours and you are mine Two tiny hands, a pair of eyes An unsung melody is mine for safekeeping And I will guard it with my life I'd hang the moon for it to shine on her sleeping Starting here and starting now I can feel the heart of how Everything changes I didn't know, but now I see Sometimes what is, is meant to be You saved me My blurry lines, my messy life Come into focus and in time, maybe I can heal, and I can breathe 'Cause I can feel myself believe Everything changes Oh, my heart's at the wheel now And all my mistakes They make sense when I turn them around Everything changes What I thought was so permanent fades In the blink of an eye There's a new life in front of my face (In the blink of an eye, there's a new life in front of my face) And I know in due time every right thing will find its right place (And I know in due time every right thing will find its right place) So I swear I'll remember to say we were both born today 'Cause everything changed Everything changes

Who is she? This girl is super fancy She sings, she struts, she dances Her magic's so inspired (Yes, but who is she?) You know this girl is fire Zulius, are these heels getting higher? Grin and bear it like a li-li-li-li-liar! Who is she? Oh, oh, I'm gonna fake it 'Til you give that sash to me- Okay! Which one of you catty jerks tripped me?! It was the Glitter Cats, wasn't it? (Nope) Yeah (Wasn't us) Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah- I can see it in your stupid, guilty faces! (No, don't know what you're talking about) Y'know what, Glitter Cats? You're right (We know) I'm not cut out for this (Plot twist) This is not working This isn't working, this isn't working No, no I'm sorry, Zulius, but as you would say: I just can't evеn right now! Who is she? She is strong but she hidеs her fears inside Who is she? She won't stop 'til she's home Who is she? She's a warrior; she has stared the darkness in the eye She is flawed, but she's learning She is odd, but she's yearning for someone worth it This is hard, but she's worth it Hey Johnny, I might not be your cup of tea But there's no cat here in this valley quite like me Here I am for all to see, when you're asking: "Who is she?"

I stick with real things Usually facts and figures When information's in its place, I minimize the guessing game Guess what? What? I don't like guessing games, or when I feel things Before I know the feelings How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate? Like on an unexpected date With a stranger who might talk too fast Or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that He can ask me questions about myself, he might sit too close Or call the waiter by his first name, or eat Oreos But eat the cookie before the cream, but what scares me the most What scares me the most Is what if, when he sees me What if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then? If, when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away to only get it given back? I couldn't live with that (how can you handle that?) So, I'm just fine inside my shell-shaped mind This way I get the best view So that when he sees me I want him to Dawn, don't you think you're being a little — I mean, maybe, just a tad— I'm not defensive! I'm simply being cautious I can't risk reckless dating due to my miscalculating While a certain suitor stands in line I've seen in movies, most made for television You cannot be too careful when it comes to sharing your life I could end up a miserable wife! Sorry, girls But he could be criminal! Some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution Somewhere where they don't have girls He could have masterminded some way to find me He could be colorblind! How untrustworthy is that? He could be less than kind Or even worse, he could be very nice, have lovely eyes And make me laugh, come out of hiding What do I do with that? Oh, God What if, when he sees me, I like him and he knows it? What if he opens up a door and I can't close it? What happens then? If, when he holds me, my heart is set in motion? I'm not prepared for that, I'm scared of breaking open But still, I can't help from hoping To find someone to talk to Who likes the way I am Someone who, when he sees me Wants to, again