DEMIS RUSSOS - IT'S FIVE O'CLOCK



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 Is So Hard Te Believe

That It's Me

That I See

In The Window Pane

It It So Hard To Believe

That All This 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