There should be a thirteenth hour
For fools such as I
A special time that set aside to cry
Oh, If there could be a thir
One little hour for regret
I would use all the rest to forget
Oh, if I had one hour of sorrow
For teardrops to start
Someone between today and tomorrow
I cried you right out of my heart
But I don't have it in my power
To create a thirteenth hour
So I guess there's nothing else for me to do
But spend each in every hour
Oh, each in every hour crying over you
