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