The Bells of St Anne's

I don't mind your dig and poke, your shopping sprees when we are broke
You might laugh with your friends at my expense,
That you fell in love with a joke

And I don't mind you keeping me up late with movies I must tolerate,
And when I'm on my own, you never answer the phone.
But maybe this time it's my mistake.

Then the bells of St Anne's draw me out to play my hand.
Babe we both know that it's the end, until those bells ring out
And we're lovers once again.

Soho Square at midnight was our first date
No it was Frith Street babe, and not that late
I remember your smile
I hadn't been out in a while
Oh, didn't we get in a state?

The silent hours that we now fill
In coffee bars that used to thrill
I've got nothing to say
It's stranger every day
Even noise from the street fades away

'till the bells of St Anne's draw me out to play my hand.
Babe we both know that it's the end, until those bells ring out
And we're lovers once again.

And the moment that the morning comes,
The poison leaks away
The more we feel we don't belong
Something's telling me to stay

Is it the bells of St Anne's that draw me out to play my hand?
Babe we both know that it's the end, until those bells ring out
And we're lovers once again