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.
Writer/s: Adrian Belew / King Crimson
![Matte Kudasai (Alt Intro) [KC50, Vol. 28] - Single - King Crimson](https://is3-ssl.mzstatic.com/image/thumb/Music113/v4/12/4a/c0/124ac0fe-c0ad-a7c8-9ea5-eb9e3e43a947/633367012807.jpg/248x248cc.webp "Matte Kudasai (Alt Intro) [KC50, Vol. 28] - Single - King Crimson")
