Слушать бесплатно 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 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 "