Snow is melting where you are
In your other terrain
Geographically speaking
We're on different planes
You said you woke up crying
From a saddest of dreams
Geographic speaking
There are valleys between
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of wanting freedom
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of dreaming
Now it's Sunday morning
Hopping in my car
Geographically speaking there's no map at all
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of wanting freedom
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of leaving
And underneath it all, I'm just afraid
And underneath it all, I want to stay
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of wanting freedom
I blame it on myself
I know I'm difficult to love
I'm always on the edge of dreaming
