Passengers

We have the wanderlust

We aren't afraid of love or trust

Keep us in the jar we will rust

We try to stay and keep the faith but we can't deny the truth of ourselves that stain

We were passengers baby

Time travelers going from place to place

We live off fantasy its the mundane that makes us crazy

We found our own secret paradise, a place where we can hide take off our disguise and show our true smiles

We were passengers baby traveling down this secret road for miles

You knew the path

You knew the number

You knew you needed more of what we had

We refused to be pulled down under

What we found I call it a type of love now

Its the love passengers need after a journey

Yet love is patient and kind

It doesn't force or binds with a tie

Its a love that gives us the freedom to fly

We are the passengers of time

No ring or vow could hold the true wanderlust soul inside

Time travelers going where no one dares or cares

Yet there we found paradise for the two of us

A place where we didn't have to be ashamed of our wanderlust

A place to explore and find something more

The land where butterflies roam and feelings are adored

I ran away with you, you ran away with me

We didn't need to hesitate

We are free

Passengers in the night

Passengers for life

Not bound by diamond rings or broken vows

Yet I realize the trip is something surreal

Yet we grow fat on fantasy

Passengers in search of another destiny

Never satisfied with the ones we see

Always moving on for a better happy thing

Stuck in our present life of boredom we can't help but dream

In the mean time we roam, we go

We are the passengers and we never lose our hope

Someday my prince will find me

Someday your princess will come

Till then we fly on the wings of fantasy

Passengers forever we roam, passengers filled with hope

We surrender to this life as passengers, time travelers, butterflies, gifted with the freedom to fly

Hold us too long and we wither and die

Hold us in your jar watch us die in your arms

Oh we are the free spirits, we dont know where we go, we just need to roam and see

Surrender and believe we are passengers

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