Emily - John Frusciante.

"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, girl

Oh i love you"