InTheWeeSmallHours

In The Wee Small Hours - Chris Botti (克里斯·波提)

In the wee small hours of the morning

While the whole wide world is fast asleep

You lie awake and think about that girl

But never ever think of counting sheep

Now when your lonely heart has learned his lesson

You'd be her's if only she would call

In the wee small hours of the morning

That's the time you miss her most of all

Now when your lonely heart has learned his lesson

She'd be yours if only she would call

In the wee small hours of the morning

That's the time you love her most

That's the time you love her most

That's the time you miss her most

In the wee small hours

That's the time you miss her most

In the wee small hours

That's the time That's the time

That's the time That's the time That's the time