Текст Leif Vollebekk – Transatlantic Flight

Come on, come on, come on over
Start talking to me
One thing, one thing I can tell you
You look good when you’re tired

Come on, come on, come on over
Start talking to me
One thing, one thing I can tell you
You look good when you’re tired
On a transatlantic flight

Before sunrise
I’m dazed and confused
Just like Julie Delpy
Like Leia say you do

I wanna see you roll your eyes
And to televise the review
I wanna make you mine
I wanna make you mine

God’s handiwork in the clouds
You navigate in the crowds
Of the festival
Of the festival

Lighthearted, heavy- hearted too
It’s something I wouldn’t put my worst enemy through
Now I’m looking at the sun through
My eyelids. My eyelids

Now I’m drifting in the astral plane
When will I see you again?
Are you drifting in the astral plane?
When will I see you again?

So why don’t you

Come on, come on, come on over
Start talking to me
One thing, one thing I can tell you
You look good when you’re tired
On a transatlantic flight
On a transatlantic flight

I am a prisoner. Prisoner
I am a prisoner. Prisoner
Transatlantic flight
Prisoner. A prisoner. I am a prisoner
Transatlantic flight
Prisoner. A prisoner
Transatlantic flight

So why don’t you
Come on, come on, come on over
Start talking to me
One thing, one thing I can tell you
You look good when you’re tired

Come on, come on, come on over
Start talking to me
One thing, one thing I can tell you
You look good when you’re tired
On a transatlantic flight