Song | In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning |
Artist | Julie London |
Album | Around Midnight |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
While the whole wide world is fast asleep, | |
You lie awake and think about the boy | |
And never, ever think of counting sheep. | |
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, | |
You'd be his if only he would call, | |
In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
That's the time you miss her most of all. |