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