Glancing Love
M. TURNER LE MAISTRE, MIKE GARSON
You used to lie out in some persian garden
You strode cat lithe the streets of New York
You saw me silent eyed aching in the front row
Heart of fire
To ease your cool desire
Heartless love come and lie beside me
And I'll try to find your glancing love
You flashed cruising through the glances
Cast by chances of romances
With nonchalance you cast your gown
Writhing to the ground wildest dream
You stretched away unseen
You used to lie out in some persian garden
You strode cat lithe the streets of New York
You seemed so serene as you glided from the screen
Angel eyes
I eased back amongst the sighs
Heartless love come and lie beside me
And I'll try to find your glancing love