Lyric The Grove Of Eglantine
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
Hey you there
Cast an eye this way
You with that young lust virgin smile
Don t pretend that you re quickly melting before my eyes
That s a lie
Cause I see all of you
Quite clearly now
I like our looks your moves you know everything
So when I ring you up in the evening I shall meet you
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
Your magic lips
Have made me realize
All of the pleasures man can fantasize
So don t pretend that you re sad to see me say goodbye
That s a lie
You re a wicked wench...ha
But thanks for all the laughs
You and your young lust virgin smile
And when I m gone for awhile
I ll once more want to meet you
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
In Eglantine...of a dream (fade)
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
Hey you there
Cast an eye this way
You with that young lust virgin smile
Don t pretend that you re quickly melting before my eyes
That s a lie
Cause I see all of you
Quite clearly now
I like our looks your moves you know everything
So when I ring you up in the evening I shall meet you
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
Your magic lips
Have made me realize
All of the pleasures man can fantasize
So don t pretend that you re sad to see me say goodbye
That s a lie
You re a wicked wench...ha
But thanks for all the laughs
You and your young lust virgin smile
And when I m gone for awhile
I ll once more want to meet you
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
In the Grove of Eglantine
Just south of man s delight
Close to a soft flowing stream
In the Grove of Eglantine
We will join as lovers might
Between the lines of a dream
In Eglantine...of a dream (fade)