It's Always 4 A.M.

The world is cold, the night is still

The dream is old, and saws a thrill

Some cool DJ, begins to play, a Wes Montgomery's score

When you're all alone

It's always 4 a.m.

It had to last, it would go on

But once it's passed, it's passed and gone

You just pretend, it didn't end

But make believe the blower

When you're all alone

It's always 4 a.m.

Your thoughts take wings, but nothing brings

That needed bit of slumber

The phone then rings, your pour heart sings

You left the phone, wrong number

The sun is bright, the sky's a blaze

But still it's night, there are no days

And worst of all, right down the hall

There's laughter through the door

When you're all alone

It's always 4 a.m.

Your thoughts take wings, but nothing brings

That needed bit of slumber

The phone then rings, your pour heart sings

You left the phone, wrong number

The sun is bright, the sky's a blaze

But still it's night, there are no days

And worst of all, right down the hall

There's laughter through the door

When you're all alone

It's always 4 a.m.

When you're all alone

It's always 4 a.m.