In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you One little song For a fading memory You say, but yet I wonder If your love was ever true I wonder if you still remember

Far away, far away California rain is falling I can hear the summer calling A song that's fading Put me on a plane tomorrow I'll try to run from all my sorrow From endless waiting It's so cold here without my sun I'm so sad here, far away from everyone