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
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It's so hard to believe
that this is me
I see
…don't fade
It's so hard to believe
that this is the way it has to be
It's five o'clock
and I stop in this empty street
my reflection
I see
sturn back at me
It takes me back
to the years that have passed me by
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[interlude]
It's so hard to believe
that this is me
I see
…don't fade
It's so hard to believe
that this is the way 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 hope
gives me pain
and a little dream too
[interlude]
It's so hard to believe
that this is me
I see
…don't fade
It's so hard to believe
that this is the way it has to be
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