Текст: Frank Sinatra. Every Night About This Time.

Every night about this time oh, how I miss you
I drift into our old rendezvous
Every night about this time the gang keeps on askin' why you're not around
And I keep pretendin' that you're just out of town

Every night about this time, memories haunt me
Wondering, too, who's dancing with you
Every night about this time
And whenever they croon our favorite tune

A tear falls with every rhyme, oh, how I miss you
Every night about this time

Every night about this time memories haunt me
Wondering, too, who's dancing with you
Every night about this time
And whenever they croon our favorite tune

A tear falls with every rhyme, oh, how I miss you
Every night about this time