In the wee, wee hours 
That's when I think of you 
In the wee, wee hours 
That's when I think of you 
You say, but yet I wonder 
If your love was ever [bad word] 

In a wee little room 
I sit alone and think of you 
In a wee little room 
I sit alone and think of you 
I wonder if you still remember 
All the things we used to do 

One little song 
For a fading memory 
One little song 
For a fading memory 
Of the one I really love 
The only one for me