Transatlantic

Driving in your car
With the music on 
Always felt like home
 
Even when I'm far
And I hear that song
It's like fingers on my skin
 
Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in 
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I'm calling, are you in?
 
When the sun goes down
I feel the glow
The air like honey
 
Liquid are your thoughts
I hear them flow
Like water trickling
 
Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in 
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I'm calling, are you in?

Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in 
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I'm calling, are you in?

I'm calling, are you in?
I'm calling, are you in?
I'm calling, are you in?