In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning

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 ever think of counting sheep When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be his if only he'd call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss him most of all When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be his if only he'd call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss him most of all --- In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning - Rosemary Clooney and Count Basie Orchestra