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Tom's Diner 
Medium
de Suzanne Vega
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I am sitting in the morning
At the diner on the corner
I am at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he it only halfway
And before I even argue
He is out the window
At somebody in
"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are 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 while he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of
And I'm to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me
And so I my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is wet
Oh, this rain it continue
the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
Before the rain began...
I up my coffee
It's time to the
At the diner on the corner
I am at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he it only halfway
And before I even argue
He is out the window
At somebody in
"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are 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 while he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of
And I'm to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me
And so I my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is wet
Oh, this rain it continue
the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
Before the rain began...
I up my coffee
It's time to the
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