For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her

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