In the Wee Small Hours

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 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 him most of all
(saxphone solo)
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
That's the time
you miss him most of all