Tom's Diner

Suzanne Vega1987年1月1日


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 woman

Who has come in

She is shaking

Her umbrella


And I look

The other way


As they are kissing

Their hellos

And I'm pretending


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

He 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

Looking 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 hitching

Up her skirt

And while she's

Straightening her stockings

Her hair

Is getting 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 midnight picnic

Once upon a time

Before the rain began


And I finish up my coffee

And it's time to catch the train

Tom's Dinera (capella) - Suzanne Vega