I feel you, Johanna I feel you Do they think that walls can hide you? Even now I'm at your window I am in the dark beside you buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna
Sweeney Todd:
And are you beautiful and pale, with yellow hair, like her? I'd want you beautiful and pale, the way I've dreamed you were, Johanna And if you're beautiful what then with yellow hair, like wheat I think we shall not meet again my little dove, my sweet Johanna
I'll steal you, Johanna
Sweeney Todd:
Goodbye, Johanna You're gone, and yet you're mine I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine
Beggar-woman:
Smoke! Smoke! Sign of the devil, sign of the devil, set it on fire Witch! Witch! Smell it sir, an evil smell, every night at the Vespers' bell, smoke that comes from the mouth of hell, set it on fire MIschief, mischief! Mischief!
Sweeney Todd
And if I never hear your voice, my turtle-dove, my dear I still have reason to rejoice the way your head is clear Johanna
I feel you, And in that darkeness when I'm blind with what I can't forget Johanna It's always morning in my mind, my little lamb, my pet Johanna
You stay, Johanna Johanna The way I dreamed you were Oh look, Johanna, a star Buried sweetly in your yellow hair A shooting star
Beggar-woman:
There, there! Somebody somebody, look up there, didn't I tell you, smell that air, set it on fire Quick, Sir, run and tell! Go on 'a Mole little ratchet spell, there it is, there it is, the ungodly smell, tell it to the fiddle and police as well, tell 'em, tell 'em, help, fiend! set it on fire set it on fire Mischief, mischief!
And though I'll think of you I guess, until the day I die, I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by Johanna
Sweeney Todd & Anthony:
And you'd be beautiful and pale and look too much like her If only angels could prevail we'd be the way we were Johanna I feel you, Johanna Wake up, Johanna! Unnerve the bright red day We learn Johanna, to say Goodbye