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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Suzanne Vega
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I am sitting in the morning
At the diner 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 even argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming 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 the way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had while 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 me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she not really see me
she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And she's her stockings
Her hair is getting wet
Oh, rain it will continue
Through the as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's time to catch the
At the diner 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 even argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming 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 the way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had while 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 me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she not really see me
she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And she's her stockings
Her hair is getting wet
Oh, rain it will continue
Through the as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's time to catch the
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