"It's is five O 'Clock", an evening-glow tells me.
Treasure of our memories, it's [bad word] empty, somehow.
You held out a small hand, Smiling, like to you it was so natural
It may have no meaning, but it is something I can not do.

You touched my hand without thinking, but it was nice for me.

All the time that we believed, that the world was in our hands.
We were wrong, maybe it wasn't, I just wanna hope so, when I'm holding your hand.

"Would you hold my hand?", Could I have ever said that? I can't remember...
Why is it unclear?, I guess I'm just not who I used to be.
 [bad word] solo
At times I cried and cried, and at times I smiled.

All the time we could not believe, that the world was in our hands.
We were wrong, In fact it was, 'cause you're holding my hand now.

We have always been part of the world, and the world has never changed.
How about you? How about me? We just know that we have changed.
All the times that we believed, that the world was in our hands. We were wrong, maybe it wasn't, 'cause you're 
We've always been part of the world, and the world has never changed.
How about you? How about me? We just know that we have changed.
At every moment, Everywhere, I can't believe, I can't believe, when I'm holding your warm hand. Your warm hand!

At times I cried and cried, and at times I smiled.