Something from Nothing

FELICIA: Papa would show me wonders in flowers I'd pick and choose. We'd place them in his handmade vase, the place in his heart I'd never lose. His crafting hands, in their strength, would never fail me. If only he could see the clay with which he made me is breaking. Mia amore, can you hear me? Do you know what they've made me? My life, my love, my name, Gone like niente, gone like niente! How I wish that you could stand by my side and say You could be something from nothing, Something of your own. But if I take the leap when I break free, Still, I'll be alone. But like a reflection, I see myself in her eyes. Somehow the tears she cries flood rivers flowing to mine. She could be something, I could be something from nothing, But could I be something and leave her behind? CARLA: Mia famiglia, if that's what I mean to you. If you could see me now, would you care what I've been through? Does Papa still pretend I have no Mama? Do men still call me "half-breed" like I'll never be their bella? FELICIA (sung simultaneously with CARLA'S verse below): Mia amore, can you hear me? Do you know what they've made me? My life, my love, my name, Gone like niente, gone like niente! But I must find what I've lost. Soon I will find my way. I could be something from nothing, Something of my own. But if I take the leap when I break free, Still, I'll be alone. But like a reflection, Somehow the tears she cries flood rivers flowing to mine. I could be something from nothing, Yes, I must be something. CARLA (sung simultaneously with FELICIA'S verse above): But this man, will he be kind? Will he love me? Will he leave me behind? My home, my joy, myself, Gone like niente, gone like niente! But I must find what I've lost. Soon I will find my way. I could be something of my own. Can I take the leap without being alone? I see myself in her eyes. Somehow the tears she cries flood rivers flowing to mine. She could be something, I could be something from nothing, Yes, I must be something. BOTH: I will be something from nothing, Something of my own. And I will take the leap when I break free, I won't be alone. Like a reflection, I see myself in her eyes. Somehow the tears she cries flood rivers flowing to mine. She will be something, we will be something from nothing. I want to be something, So, I won't leave her behind.