When the clock strikes one I stare at the door By the time it reaches two I'm walking the floor When the hands oh so gently drop down on the three I'm alone in a world where love used to be There are six lonely hours before dawn and each one is a lifetime since you are gone I can't face up the living with the sun in the sky but for six lonely hours I die When the chimes ring out a lonesome old choir Sweet mem'ries rush in till I can't stand much more At five all the heartaches I've ever known are there right with me that last hour alone There are six lonely hours...