Lyrics
Still, by the windowpane 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