Crowded House - Private universe - live at sydney opera house; 2006 remastered version lyrics

No time, no place to talk about the weather Promise of love is hard to ignore Who said the chance wasn't getting 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 breaking free But they could not see me I will run for shelter Endless summer lift the curse It feels like nothing matters In our private universe I have all I want, is that simple enough? A whole lot more I'm thinking of Every night about six o'clock Birds come back to the pond to talk They talk to me, birds to talk to me If I go down on my knees I will run for shelter Endless summer lift the curse It feels like nothing matters In our private universe Feels like nothing matters In our private universe And it's a pleasure that I have known And it's a treasure that I have gained And it's a pleasure that I have known It's a tight squeeze, but I won't let go Time is on the table and the dinner's cold I will run for shelter Endless summer lift the curse Feels like nothing matters In our private universe I will run for shelter Endless summer lift the curse Feels like nothing matters In our private universe