Bert Jansch My Lover
You are my vision of my lover
A queen dressed in lace
Like winter's falling snow
My lover
You are dancing with my dreams
You sing of broken time
My lover
But a-weeping by your side
Your words are crystal light
My lover
You have frozen each little sound
Yet not all I see and hear
My lover
Is revealed unto me
It lies your soul beneath
My lover
The darkness of your eyes
Come take my hand, my love
Oh, my lover
Please come to me
Come fill my pipe of a dream
My lover
With the smoke rings of love
