Franco Battiato - It's five o'clock lyrics

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 pa**ed me by [interlude] It is so hard to believe That it's me That I see In the window pane It it 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 streets The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy Thus so And so I go back to the years that have past me by [interlude] It is so hard to believe That it's me That I see In the window pane It it 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 streets The night is my friend And in him I find sympathy He gives me day Gives me hope And a little dream too