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Aphrodite’s Child – It’s Five O Clock – 1969

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    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

    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

    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