Cris Williamson
Текст песни Joanna

Get down off the ceiling, Joanna;
Let's sit and talk for a while.
It's been so long since I've seen you,
And I really need to see you smile.
I'm standing on the street
And it's so hard to talk
When you're flying so free and easy;
Either I go up or you come down,
Your high sea of silence
It's surrounding me.

Can you hear me calling, Joanna?
Don't my human voice make a sound?
I need to touch you, Joanna,
And you need to stand on the ground.
We don't have to speak, necessarily;
A smile would be just fine with me;

But you're on another level
And I wonder how you are.
How are you, these days?
Are you all right?
Do you sleep at night?
Do you have enough time to use your mind?
Do you remember your own name?
I don't know the places you're into.

Get down off the ceiling, Joanna;
Lets' sit and talk for a while.
It's been so long since I've seen you,
And I really need to see you smile.
Oo-oo-ooo-oooooo




Thanks to John Conolley