In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
by Frank Sinatra
From the album: In the Wee Small Hours
Duration: 03:00
Lyrics for In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and you think about the girl And never ever think of counting sheep When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be hers if only she would call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss her most of all When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You would be hers if only she would call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss her most of all