Matte Kudasai (Live at The Spectrum, Montreal, Jul. 84)

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



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Fripp, William Scott Bruford, Adrian Belew, Anthony Charles Levin
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