In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
Written by: David Mann / Bob Hilliard
When the sun is high
In the afternoon sky
You can always find something to do
But from dusk til dawn
As the clock ticks on
Something happens to you
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and you think about the boy
And never even 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 him most of all
Submitted by Katie
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