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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
He'd be here
If only he'd call
In the wee small hours
Of the morning
That's the time
You miss him most
Of all
edytowany przez Engilshman: 04 kwi 2011