Johanna - Bernadette Peters

Oh, Steve?

The second half of the show is for you.

I feel you

Johanna

I feel you

I was half convinced I’d waken

Satisfid enough to dream you

Happily I was mistaken

Johanna

I’ll stal 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 then

I’m with you there

Sweetly buried in your yellow hair