Johanna

Anthony Hope: I feel you

Johanna

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

Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: 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...

Anthony Hope: Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: 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...

Anthony Hope: I’ll steal you

Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: Good-bye, Johanna

You’re gone, and yet you’re mine

I’m fine, Johanna

I’m fine

Anthony Hope: Johanna...

Beggar Woman: 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!

[Instrumental]

Sweeney Todd: And if I never hear your voice

My turtledove, my dear

I still have reason to rejoice

The way ahead is clear

Johanna...

Anthony Hope: I feel you

Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: And in the darkness when I’m blind

With what I can’t forget

It’s always morning in my mind

My little lamb, my pet

Johanna...

You stay, Johanna

Anthony Hope: Johanna!

Sweeney Todd: The way I’ve dreamed you are

Oh look, Johanna

A star!

Anthony Hope: Buried sweetly in your yellow hair...

Sweeney Todd: A shooting star!

Beggar Woman: There! There!

Somebody! Somebody! Look up there!

Didn’t I tell you? Smell that air!

City on fire!

Quick, sir! 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!

[Instrumental]

Sweeney Todd: 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...

Anthony Hope: Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: 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...

Anthony Hope: I feel you

Johanna...

Sweeney Todd: Wake up, Johanna!

Another bright red day!

We learn, Johanna

To say

Good-bye...

Anthony Hope: I’ll steal you...