Wrong side of the Country

In Vancouver, a bury my youth here
End of the road come my eyes were wide and blind

I tried to live in,
the myths I given my imagination since I was 8 or 9
I'm a rambler, true love handler,
running on the fuel of music and wine

By downtown fountains, I lay me down my mountains
My dreams overslept and I laid me down and cried

I'm on the wrong side of the country
On the wrong side of my mind
On the wrong side of the country
My lovin' man, I am hard to find

I guess I'm no traveler, I'm a soul unraveler
Living in me is a map of the country

Made miscalculations the size of nations
When a cold winds blow you go sleep out at night

I sit here broke down, in a flat near Chinatown
Waiting for tea, wondering why when I speak I cry

I'm on the wrong side of the country
On the wrong side of my mind
On the wrong side of the country
My lovin' man, I am hard to find

I'm on the wrong side of the country
On the wrong side of my mind
On the wrong side of the country
My lovin' man, I am hard to find