Still, by the window pane-
Pain, like the rain that`s falling...
She waits in the air Matte Kudasai-
She sleeps in a chair in her sad America.
When, when was the night so long?
Long, like the notes I`m sending...
She waits in the air Matte Kudasai-
She sleeps in a chair in her sad America.
She waits in the air Matte Kudasai-
She sleeps in a chair in her sad America.
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