Geography Songtext
von Boo Hewerdine

Staying on the seventh floor
The Camperdown Tower Motel
Wind is howling round my door
Feels a little bit like hell
Could take a taxi into town or stay in here with these words
Perhaps I′ll just go back to sleep
None of this will ever be heard
And I don't know what′s wrong with you
Think I know what's wrong with me
All my stars are upside down
It's just a little too much
Geography
Today I saw her at ten o′clock
Laying face up on the ground
I thought of you as the plane took off
Did you think of me as the wheels came down
Now I′m singing in this room
My mouth is dry and I'm alone
I don′t want to say goodbye
But I have to get back home


And I don't know what′s wrong with you
Think I know what's wrong with me
All my stars are upside down
It′s just a little too much
Geography
Some things are holy
Some things are profane
Don't know if I can go back there
Don't think that I can start again
Lying in bed with her
The first time I heard Graceland play
We′ve been so far since then
Come such a long, long way
And I don′t know what's wrong with you
Think I know what′s wrong with me
All my stars are upside down
It's just a little too much
And I don′t know what's wrong with you
Think I know what′s wrong with me
All my stars are upside down
It's just a little too much
Geography
Geography