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…
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…
I feel you, Johanna
and one day, I’ll steal you,
’til I’m with you and I’m with you there,
buried sweetly in your yellow hair…
