The Bechstein was our lifeline
We could see our faces in the shine
And know it wasn't over
You never said you loved me
Even when we crowded out
The children from the sofa
I hope you overhear me
I hope you overhear me
When I'm uttering my name for you
In case collected copies of The Times
Get faded before ninety nine
The trunk will stay locked shut
In the garden the ritual was
Acted out under every tree
Shame my favourite scenes were cut
Writer: WAKEMAN, ROB VAN DER VLUGT, MARIJNE KENNEDY, PAUL BROWN, PETE
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
We could see our faces in the shine
And know it wasn't over
You never said you loved me
Even when we crowded out
The children from the sofa
I hope you overhear me
I hope you overhear me
When I'm uttering my name for you
In case collected copies of The Times
Get faded before ninety nine
The trunk will stay locked shut
In the garden the ritual was
Acted out under every tree
Shame my favourite scenes were cut
Writer: WAKEMAN, ROB VAN DER VLUGT, MARIJNE KENNEDY, PAUL BROWN, PETE
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
