Tom's Diner

Tom's Diner
by Susanne Vega

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 half way and before I even argue

He is looking out the window at somebody coming in.


"It is always nice to see you" said 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 hulos

And I'm pretending not to see them and instead I pour the milk.


I opened up the paper there's a story of an actor

Who has died while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of

And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies

But 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 doesn't  really see me 'cos 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 has gotten wet.


All this rain it will continue through the morning  as I'm listening

To the bells of the Cathederal, 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.

Taa dida...



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