Johanna (Act 2 Sequence) - 2023 Broadway Cast Recording

I feel you, Johanna
I feel 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, Johanna, Johanna
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 (johanna)

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

Goodbye, Johanna
You're gone and yet you're mine
I'm fine, Johanna
I'm fine (johanna)

Smoke, smoke, sign of the devil, sign of the devil
City on fire!
Witch, witch, smell 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 turtledove, my dear
I still have reason to rejoice, the way ahead is clear, Johanna

I'll marry Anthony Sunday, Anthony Sunday
(I feel you)

And in that darkness when I'm blind, with what I can't forget, Johanna

It's always morning in my mind
My little lamb, my pet, Johanna

I knew you'd come for me one day
Come for me one day

You stay, Johanna, Johanna

The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna
A star!

Buried sweetly in your yellow hair
A shooting star!

There, there, somebody, somebody look up there!
Didn't I tell you? Smell that air
City on fire!

Quick, Miss, run and tell!
Warn 'em all of the witch's spell!
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell!
Tell it to the beadle and the police as well!
Tell 'em! tell 'em!
Help! fiend!
City on fire!
City on fire!

Mischief, mischief, mischief, ah
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
Johanna (johanna)
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, Johanna
I feel you, Johanna
Married on Sunday, married on Sunday

Wake up, Johanna, another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna to say goodbye
I'll steal you