Intro: 2x: It's five o'clock and I walk through the empty streets thoughts fill my head but then still No one speaks to me My mind takes me back to the years that have passed me by {interlude} It is so hard te believe that it's me that I see in the window pane It it so hard to believe that all this the way that it has to be It's five o'clock and I walk through the empty streets The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy thus so And so I go back to the years that have past me by Repete {interlude} It is so hard to believe that it's me that I see in the window pane It it so hard to believe that all this the way that it has to be It's five o'clock and I walk through the empty streets The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy He gives me day gives me hope and a little dream too