Trauma Party
My Transatlantic Opposite
The bitter reasons for your mistakes
Are yours to keep and to erase
This city will never be the same
Without you laughing beneath descending haze
My transatlantic opposite approached my dreams
From far across and the seven seas
Love will never will be bubble wrapped she mutters
And when you fall that's when she stutters
I never wanted it to be this way
Neither did you, but I had no clue
My transatlantic opposite attracts
Make no excuse
He doesn't want to be without you
But it will appear that you do
My transatlantic opposite attracts
Make no excuse
He watches the channel without reception
And maybe one day you'll be on TV
As hard that could be, it seems
Anything is a possibility
Infinity, beyond all my doubts
I'm up in the clouds, and I'm looking down on you
From Letras Mania