Harry Connick, Jr.
The Other Hours
[Verse 1]
Who are you in the other hours?
When your hair's undone and your guard's let down?
When you're all alone in your all night gown?
Are you the life of the party then?
Sitting by yourself, again

[Verse 2]
Where are you in the other hours?
Are you in a secret place that calls?
When you're by yourself with in your walls
Are you undressed with someplace to go?
Off to catch your private show

[Bridge]
Why do you greet the morning
Draping your heart in a shroud?
Why must your life be a sideshow
Played to an ignorant crowd?

[Verse 3]
How are you in the other hours?
Do you pray for morning to arrive?
Do you wonder how you can stay alive?
Are you at peace in a troubled mind?
Hoping no one else would find
You're only playing dumb
'Til the other hours come
[Piano Solo]

[Bridge]
Who do you think you're fooling
Turning your face from the light?
Clearly you're turning to something
That are revealed by the night

[Verse 4]
What are you in the other hours?
Are you queen of some abandoned poem?
Thinking how your crown of jewels had shone
You're sitting there with no one to reign
You think no one sees your pain
And no one hears your drum
So the other hours come