King Crimson - Matte Kudasai

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

Written by:
Adrian Belew, Anthony Charles Levin, Robert Fripp, William Scott Bruford

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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