下雨年

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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