Transatlantic - Christian Kjellvander

I never wanted it to end

This m/s can roll and is built by steal that bends

Under a million star sky

The bow wind brought more than tears to my eyes

And we all have ways of dealing with this pace

Now the nights are simply transports for the days

I’m transatlantic

Goodbye to you fair Canada

The St Lawrence slowly fades beneath my sleep

And like a thousand burning hells

I will cleanse my soul with mid-atlantic swells

And one can get addicted to this pace

Sometimes it seems like it’s all about getting away

I’m transatlantic