It's five o'clock And I walk through the empty street 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 ♪ It is so hard to believe That it's me That I see In the windowpane It is so hard to believe That all this is the way That it has to be It's five o'clock And I walk through the empty street The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy And so I go back to the years That have to past me by ♪ It is so hard to believe That it's me That I see In the windowpane It is so hard to believe That all this is the way That is has to be It's five o'clock And I walk through the empty street The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy And he gives me day Gives me hope And a little dream too