What a dream i had Pressed 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 alleyways 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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