Now i know in the town, the river is never like it used to be Now i see in the street, the girl is never like she used to be there What i feel in the room, the love is never like it used to be Now i here in the city, the story is never like it used to be there Where are all the passengers? In the days of the passing memories Where are all the passengers In the days of what you said in the end Where are all the passengers In the days of the passing memories Where are all the passengers some days i was standing in the rain Some days i was sleeping in your arms Some days i see you in the night Some days i see you on the road When i was wandering in the town, i saw you were walking along the river When i was floating on the sea, i saw you are sleeping in the street. When i was walking on the moon, i saw you are dreaming in the room Now i kown, in my home town, the river is never like it used to be there She is out, out of all the places She is lost She is out of all the places She lost all her passing days Where are all the passengers ...