paroles de chanson Leaving Again/In The Wee Small Hours - Kurt Elling
Sleeping,
waking,
crying,
leaving
again
It's
morning
I
have
to
go
Though
every
night
pretends
Begins
in
quiet
hoping
that
it
never
ends
They're
always
ending
again
Breaking
another
dream
A
dream
where
we
could
breathe
In
the
heavy
curtained
Prairie
air
of
summer
night
Watching
lightning
over
wheat
fields
Through
a
bedroom
window
And
the
prairie
gently
rose
up
With
a
feeling
and
embraced
us
And
when
morning
found
us
I
pulled
you
to
me
and
promised
to
stay
But
that
was
the
night
and
now
day
In
the
wee
small
hours
of
the
morning
While
the
whole
wide
world
is
fast
asleep
You
lie
awake
and
think
about
the
girl
And
never
ever
think
of
counting
sheep
And
when
your
lonely
heart
has
learned
its
lesson
You'd
be
hers
if
only
she
would
call
For
in
the
wee
small
hours
of
the
morning
That's
the
time
you
miss
her
most
of
all
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