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Tom's Diner Medium
de Suzanne Vega
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I am sitting in the morning
At the on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And before I argue
He is out the window
At coming in
"It is nice to see you"
Says the man the counter
To the woman who has in
She is her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
Does she see me?
No she does not really see me
Cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her is wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the picnic
Once a time
Before the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to the
At the on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And before I argue
He is out the window
At coming in
"It is nice to see you"
Says the man the counter
To the woman who has in
She is her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
Does she see me?
No she does not really see me
Cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her is wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the picnic
Once a time
Before the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to the
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