What I 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 youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
