APRIL PASSENGER

Time will tell softly, sometimes sadly, we are young, or we were young? Time will tell gently, sometimes madly, we are alive, or we were dead? The rain for today. Every raindrop has known old stories. The winds for today. Where do they go, bringing our soul? We don't cry, we don't sigh. We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. To find the endless line, I do. Time will tell softly, sometimes sadly, we are young, or we were young? The rain for today. Every raindrop has known old stories. The winds for today. Where do they go, bringing our soul? We don't cry. We're tryin' to keep back the passing moment, or should I say we've pretended not to notice? But I know we are the flash of everlasting. So I want to say, We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. To find the endless line, I do. We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. We're April passengers. We are. - We are born again, as winds. - Here we are. To find the endless line, To find the endless line, To find the endless line, I do. I do. I do.