Woorden: America. Highway: 30 Years Of America. Greenhouse.

In the greenhouse
Among the flowers
You would linger, linger there for hours

That's where I saw your face
Your body dressed in lace
Your secret hiding place
In the greenhouse

What were you thinking
Was this the jungle?
I felt the good earth, I felt the good earth rumble

That's where I saw your face
Your body dressed in lace
Your secret hiding place
In the greenhouse

That's where I saw your face
Your body dressed in lace
Your secret hiding place
In the greenhouse

You were smiling
The heat was rising
The blood-red roses hypnotizing
In the greenhouse
You were waiting
And the perfume was suffocating

That's where I saw your face
Your body dressed in lace
Your secret hiding place
In the greenhouse