<p>Johanna</p>
<p>I feel you, Johanna,
I feel you.
I was half convinced I’d waken,
Satisfied enough to dream you.
Happily,
I was mistaken, Johanna!</p>
<p>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.</p>