Jonny (Reprise) - Faye Webster

Jonny, who was it that said

«A white wall may seem empty

But it’s ready to be filled

And, in its readiness, needs nothing

It stands complete»

Was it you?

I don’t remember

But it makes me wonder

Jonny, why couldn’t you be ready, too?

I was ready, ready to be happy

Ready for that long look that never ends

And, now, I don’t know what to do

Yes, Jonny, I’ll say it

This is a love song, isn’t it?

Yes, well, I guess this is how it ends

A strange poem about a plain and ready white wall

One with many questions

And a dog as speechless as that same wall

And the sorrows of love’s slow passing

Goodbye, Jonny