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 to believe    That it's me    that I see    in the window pane    it is so hard to believe    that all this is the way    that is has to be    It's five o'click    and I walk through the empty streets    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    (interlude)    It is so hard to believe    That it's me    that I see    in the window pane    it is so hard to believe    that all this is the way    that is has to be    It's five o'click    and I walk through the empty streets    The night is my friend    And in him I find sympathy    He gives, gives me day    gives me hope    and a little dream too