Sweeney Todd - Johanna

Part. 1

ANTHONY
I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
I was half-convinced I'd wakened
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
Till I'm with you then, I'm with you there
Sweetly buried in your yellow hair

Part. 2

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

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

ANTHONY
Johanna

SWEENEY TODD
And if you're beautiful, what's 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

SWEENEY TODD
Goodbye, Johanna, you're gone and yet you're mine
I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine

ANTHONY
Johanna

LUCY
Smoke, smoke, sign of the Devil
Sign of the Devil, city on fire
Witch, a witch, smell that, Sir, an evil smell
Every night at the Vesper's Bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth of Hell
City on fire, city on fire
Mischief, mischief, mischief

SWEENEY 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

SWEENEY 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

SWEENEY TODD
The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna, a star

ANTHONY
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair

SWEENEY TODD
A shooting star

LUCY
There! There! Somebody, somebody, look up there!
Didn't I tell you? Smell that air! City on fire!
Quick! Sir! Run and tell!
More and more like a witch's spell!

There it is! There it is! The unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle and police, as well!
Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Please!
City on fire! City on fire! Mischief! Mischief!

SWEENEY TODD
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

ANTHONY
Johanna

SWEENEY TODD
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

ANTHONY
I feel you, Johanna

SWEENEY TODD
Wake up, Johanna, another bright red day
We learn, Johanna to say goodbye

ANTHONY
I'll steal you