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
