Laid out on the living room floor
You drowned me in a blanket ocean
Came down and set me free once more
And I'd found another perfect moment

There were no cameras flashing
No strangers idly passing
No one to know it even happened

Here in the garden, I play it all again
Without you
But the ground is rich on Hardinge Street
I believe
Flowers bloom in cracks beneath our feet

I'd call, you'd look back at me
Or you'd crawl into my arms without warning
Those moments we lived candidly
I'm holding them all before me

There were no cameras flashing
No strangers idly passing
No one to know it even happened

Here in the garden, I play it all again
Without you
But the ground is rich on Hardinge Street
I believe
Flowers bloom in cracks beneath our feet
There's a room for you on Hardinge
Will you remember any of it
In twenty years or more
Or with the rest of London, are you carrying on
Here in the garden, thinking on it
And far beyond these walls
There plays a great anthology that only we know
So come and stay with me a moment
Before the blossoms fall
For as the seasons change, so do we come and we bloom and we go

There were no cameras flashing
No strangers idly passing
No one to know it even happened
Oh, did it even happen