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, girlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.