Anne McCue - Love's Not Pa**ing Us By lyrics

4 a.m. bar stools in Count your money The cold air stings Morning feels just right And we've stayed up all night again A little rain, a little smoke Follow the tram lines to the coast On the beach you look so Irish As the sun comes up behind you I don't want to claim you I don't want to change you But we're so far from home I hate to leave you alone Let the morning air sigh Love's not pa**ing us by Love's not pa**ing us by Sydney's calling but that's not where I want to be The melbourne autumn I guess that's what I want to see And I'm running down canning Street I'm running down your street I don't want to claim you I don't want to change you But we're so far from home I hate to leave you alone Let the morning air sigh Love's not pa**ing us by Love's not pa**ing us by