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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crowded House
Performer
Matt Austin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Finn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Crowded House
Producer
the youth
Producer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Greg Hunter
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
No time, no place to talk about the weather
The promise of love is hard to ignore
You said the chance wasn't gettin' any better
Labor of love is ours to endure
Highest branch on the apple tree
It was my favorite place to be
I could hear them breakin' free
But they could not see me
[Verse 2]
I will run for shelter
Endless summer lift the curse
It feels like nothing matters
In our private universe
[Verse 3]
I have all I want, is that simple enough?
A whole lot more I'm thinkin' of
Every night 'bout six o'clock
The birds come back to the palm to talk
They talk to me, birds talk to me
If I go down on my knees
[Verse 4]
I will run for shelter
Endless summer lift the curse
It feels like nothing matters
In our private universe
It feels like nothing matters
In our private universe
[Verse 5]
And it's a pleasure that I have known
Ooh
And it's a treasure that I have gained
Ooh
And it's a pleasure that I have known
Oh
[Verse 6]
It's a tight squeeze, but I won't let go
Time is on the table and the dinner's cold
[Verse 7]
I will run for shelter
Endless summer lift the curse
It feels like nothing matters
In our private universe
[Verse 8]
I will run for shelter
Endless summer lift the curse
It feels like nothing matters
In our private universe
Written by: Neil Finn