Johanna

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. [dialogue] 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! [Thanks to jilduck@yahoo.com for lyrics]