ANTHONY: 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
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
ANTHONY: Johanna
TODD: 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
ANTHONY: I’ll steal you Johanna
TODD: Good-buy Johanna You’re gone and yet you’re mine I’m fine Johanna I’m fine
ANTHONY: Johanna
TODD: And if I never hear your voice, My turtledove, My Dear I still have reason to rejoice, The way ahead is clear Johanna
ANTHONY: I feel you Johanna
TODD: And in the darkness When I’m blind with what I can’t forget It’s always morning in my mind My little lamb My pet Johanna You stay Johanna
ANTHONY: Johanna
TODD: The way I’ve dreamed you are Oh look Johanna A star
ANTHONY: Buried sweetly in your yellow hair
TOOD: A shooting star
TODD: And though I’ll think of you, I guess Until the day I die I think I miss you less and less As everyday goes by Johanna
ANTHONY: Johanna
TODD: And you’d be beautiful and pale And look to much like her If only angels could prevail We’d be the way we were Johanna
ANTHONY: I feel you Johanna
TODD: Wake up, Johanna Another bright red day W learn Johanna To say Good-buy