Salad - Overhear Me Lyrics

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 Salad Lyrics Overhear Me Lyrics