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I Wrote the Book lyrics
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
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- Track 3 on Five O'Clock Hero
- 2 Five O'Clock Hero
- 4 Woman Like You
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