Transatlantic Songtext
von Call It Arson

I haven′t been this close to tears in four years
It's strange, we′re all home
But El's gone and I feel so alone

Fashion industry calls
Inquisitive minds need to know
Now you live 3,000 miles away
And a camera full of pictures of you is all that I have to show

Your bags packed, I can see it now
Waiting at Terminal 5
This plane will bore you away
Thank God that you heard my last call


Fashion industry calls
Inquisitive minds need to know
Now you live 3,000 miles away
And a camera full of pictures of you is all that I have to show

It's cold enough to die today, I think
It′s cold enough to die today
It′s cold enough to die today, I think
It's cold enough to die today

Your picture finds its way in my eyes
Every fucking time I look at the cold
I look at the cold
Your picture finds its way in my eyes
Every fucking time I look at the cold
I look at the cold