Joanna

I feel you, Joanna, 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

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

And if you're beautiful what then
With yellow hair, like wheat
I think we shall not meet again
My little dove, my sweet

Joanna, goodbye, Joanna
You're gone and yet you're mine
I'm fine, Joanna
I'm fine smoke, smoke

Sign of the dеvil
Sign of the devil
City on fire
A witch, witch

Smеll it sir, an evil smell
Every night at the Vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell
City on fire
City on fire
Mischief
Mischief
Mischief

And if I never hear your voice
My turtle dove, my dear
I still have reason to rejoice
The way ahead is clear

And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget
It's always morning in my mind
My little lamb, my pet

Joanna (I knew you would come for me one day...
Come for me one day...)
You stay, Joanna
The way I dreamed you are
Oh, look, Joanna
A star, a shooting star

There, there
Somebody, somebody
Look up there
Didn't I tell you?

Smell that air
City on fire
Quick, sir! Run and tell
Warn them all of the witch's spell

There it is, there it is
That unholy smell
Tell it to the Beadle, and police as well
Tell them, tell them

Oh! Fiend!
City on fire
City on fire
Mischief
Mischief
Fiend!
Alms, alms...

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
Joanna (with you beside me on Sunday
Married on Sunday...)

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
Joanna (Married on Sunday...
Married on Sunday...)

Wake up, Joanna
Another bright red day
We learn, Joanna
To say
Goodbye