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...