Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 Heard a sound in the night
 Of footsteps that walked the floor
 Saw I face in the light
 At face from a time before
 I couldn’t stop from recalling
 As the night wind dried my eyes
 Sweet young emotions never die
 
Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 When the night meets morning
 And that tide will meet the sky
 We’ll meet again Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 
Remnants in your hair
 Of yesterday holding on
 Feelings that we share
 The magic is just as strong
 And then the time passed softly
 As the night wind dried my eyes
 Sweet young emotions never die
 
Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 When the night meets morning
 At the tide will meet the sky
 We’ll meet again Jo-anne Jo-anne
 
Jo-Anne Jo-Anne
 When the night is burning
 I will take you by the hand
 When the tide is turning
 And the rocks turn into sand
 We’ll meet again
 Jo-Anne Jo-Anne