By Simon & Garfunkel

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 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
oh, I love you