Matte Kudasai

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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