What I dream I had, dressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline, of smoky Burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets, down past the shop displays
I heard cathedral bells, tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on
And when you ran to me your cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields of juniper and lamplight
I held your hand
And when I awoke and felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears
Oh I love you, girl
Oh, I love you
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