Verse 1: I can’t believe we are not afraid, I can’t believe we forget each day about You and the things You’ve done. My minds a dreamer yet I’m still lost, My hearts been tainted but by Your cross I am free, Oh I am free. >: We are all just passengers, looking for a better life Ticking clocks and masquerades are what we hide behind. Verse 2: I can’t believe we are not ashamed, I can’t believe we all run away from the truth, as if we know it all. My mind’s confused from a hollow past, But to be pulled from the haunted grasp of the world is simply wonderful 2: same chords as Chorus We are all just passengers, looking for a better life Buried in the dark corners of our frail minds We are all just passengers, looking for a better life Unaware that You have been there in our blinded sense of time. Ending: © 2006 Michael Blakemore Enterprises LLC. Written by Michael Blakemore.