In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning Songtext
von David Newton

In the wee small hours of the morning
When the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the boy
And never even think of counting sheep

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
He′d be yours if only you would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all


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

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
He'd be yours if only you would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all