Passengers Of Time

Passengers Of Time - The Convent

Written by：Carlo van Putten/Jojo Brandt/Benjamin Schadow/S. Dubielowski/Stefan Bornhorst

I'm floating like a river

Through all these fields of green

I passed so many houses

Small gardens in between

I slept in all their shelters

When it was cold outside

Darkness like an iron shield

Strangers that hold tight

This road of mine

This road of mine

We are passengers of time

I hear their secret whispers

There's passion in each line

Resounding from the night before

Wish they were all mine

I'll cut my heart for beauty

A kiss upon my lips

Two hands upon my shoulders

Mine upon her hips

This road of mine

This road of mine

We are passengers of time

All thoughts are now immortal

And sacred in their prime

We will be close forever

And passengers of time

And passengers of time

And passengers of time

This road of mine

This road of mine

We are passengers of time

All the roads that lay behind me

In a world that wasn't mine

Still walking on these splinters

Like a passenger of time