It's Five O Clock
It's five o' clock and I walk
through the empty streets
Thoughts pave my fate within still
no one speaks to me
My mind takes me back to the years
that have passed me by
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And it's so hard to believe
that it's me
that I see in the rain
don't pain
And it's so hard to believe
that what it is
it's 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 with him
I find sympathy
And so I'll go back to the years
that have passed me by
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And it's so hard to believe
that it's me
that I see in the rain
don't pain
And it's so hard to believe
that what it is
it's 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 with him
I find sympathy
And he leaves me day, leaves me hope
and a little dream, too