For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her - David Essex

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

Dripping 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