Song 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.

Adrian Belew, Anthony Charles Levin, Robert Fripp, William Scott Bruford

The duration of Matte Kudasai is 3:48 minutes and seconds.