Xavier Rudd - Where do we fit

^FSame when ^F7I left you now the ^Amsame upon return ^FAs your pages fli^F7p over you ^Amseem to let them burn ^FYou drink from the ^F7bottle that ^Amsole your friend ^C7Your friend ^Gyour friend ^FNow the ^F7seasons they ^Amcome and they go ^FI watch the ^F7blossoms as the ^Ambees take their own ^FI peer through the ^F7water that ^Amfloods my eyes ^C7My eyes ^Gmy eyes

^FI want you in my ^Glife I feel I ^Fneed you in my ^Glife but I can’^Ft have you no^Gt tonight ^C7Not these days, ^Fnot these days, ^Cadd9not these ^Gdays, ^Fnot these days

^FI watch our ^F7children as they ^Amplay in the sand ^FSpeaking ^F7those words that only ^Amyou can understand ^FI know ^F7inside of you, you ^Amfeel that they are gold ^C7You know there’s tim^Ge they are not yet old

^FThey want you in their ^Glives I ^Ffeel they need you in their ^Glives but they can’^Ft have you no^Gt tonight ^C7Not these days, ^Fnot these days, ^Cadd9not these ^Gdays, ^Fnot these days

^Cadd9I hope these things ^Gthey come alive ^Finside you and you ^Grecognise ^Cadd9I hope these things ^Gthey come alive and ^Fbite you in the ^Gnight ^Cadd9I see you standing ^Gwith each child and ^Flaughing ^Gas you feed their smiles ^Cadd9I hope these things ^Gthey come alive and ^Fbite you in the ^Gnight ^Cadd9Because we, we ^Fneed you in ^Gour lives – Becaus^Cadd9e we, we need you in our lives

^Cadd9Because these days are, ^Gthese days are ^Fnothing – tell ^Gme where do we^Cadd9 fit in ^Cadd9These days are, ^Gthese days are ^Fnothing – tell m^Ge where do we^Cadd9 fit in