When Were In Fitzroy

F Deep in uncharted water, we were at sea with the fact F That a glance over a shoulder would see us taken aback Bb C I was hook, line and sinker nested inside your head F This sweet-toothed over thinker to your right lies in your bed F Apathy at it’s finest has got a tight hold on us F Well ’tis the season for it, the haze of summer now past Bb C But when in the depth of winter, I say embrace the lull F Slow down, take a moment to centre and indulge Bb C Bb C I’ll take care of you Bb C Be the girl you want me to Bb C Within this suburb where this little love grew Bb And settled in Fitzroy F My mind won’t dare to wander Gm Am When faced with what I’ve stumbled upon Bb A chance encounter with you, boy F Bb Stars aligning in their rarest of forms C So let your bedroom be our port in a storm F When we’re in Fitzroy F F Unashamedly hopeless romantics and desperate artist at best F Spending my time in small venues, you spend your days at a desk Bb C When walls cave in around you, know this redeeming thought F Bb I wait at home to greet you, I’ll treat you like you’re a God C Bb C Well I’ll take care of you Bb C Be the girl you want me to Bb When we’re in Fitzroy F My mind won’t dare to wander Gm Am When faced with what I’ve stumbled upon Bb A chance encounter with you, boy F Gm Stars aligning in their rarest of forms Am So let your bedroom be our port in a storm Bb F And we can let go of torturous resistance Gm Am When nothing and no one else is in existence Bb C We’re revelling in filling the void Dm C Am Bb When we’re in Fitzroy Dm C Am Bb Dm C Am Bb I didn't know what else was in existence Dm C Am Bb I didn't know what else, I didn't know what else Dm C Am Bb I didn't know what else Dm C Am Bb I didn't know what else Dm C Am Bb C Bb C I’ll take care of you Bb C Be the girl you want me to Bb When we’re in Fitzroy F My mind won’t dare to wander Gm Am When faced with what I’ve stumbled upon Bb A chance encounter with you, boy F Gm Stars aligning in their rarest of forms Am So let your bedroom be our port in a storm Bb F And we can let go of torturous resistance Gm Am When nothing and no one else is in existence Bb C We’re revelling in filling the void Bb C We’re revelling in filling the void Bb C We’re revelling in filling the void F When we’re in Fitzroy