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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Suzanne Vega
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I am 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 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
I'm not to see them
And I pour 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 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
she see me?
No she does not really see me
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 as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
Once a time
Before the rain 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 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
I'm not to see them
And I pour 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 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
she see me?
No she does not really see me
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 as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
Once a time
Before the rain began...
I up my coffee
It's time to catch the
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