Johanna - The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

ANTHONY:

I feel you, Johanna

I feel you

I was half convinced I’d waken

Satisfied enough to dream you

Happily I was mistaken

Johanna

I’ll steal you, Johanna

I’ll steal you

I’ll steal you, Johanna

I’ll steal you

Do they think that walls could hide you?

Even now, I’m at your window

I am in the dark beside you

Buried sweetly in your yellow hair!

I feel you, Johanna

And one day I’ll steal you!

Til I’m with you then

I’m with you there

Sweetly buried in your yellow hair!