Chinese name: Tom's Diner
External name: Tom's Diner
Album: Solitude Standing
Song originally sung by Suzanne Vega
Music style: folk
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
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 looking out the window.
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
And I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
And I look the other way. 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
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside.
No she does 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.
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells.
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...
Through the morning as I'm listening
Oh, this rain it will continue.
And I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train
Da da da da da...
Early in the morning, I'm sitting at the corner diner
at the bar, waiting for the train to arrive.
At the bar, waiting for the man to pour my coffee
He only pours half of it, and I'm about to protest
He looks out the window, and someone's about to come in
"It's always a pleasure to see you," the man behind the bar says to the woman who comes in, who's shaking the water from her umbrella
I turn my head to look at the other side of the room, and they kiss
Pretending not to notice, I look away.
Pretending not to notice them, I poured some milk
Opening the paper, there was an article about an actor
who died while drinking, but it was just a character
I started reading the astrological columns, looking for something interesting
Suddenly, I felt that someone was watching me, so I looked up
There's a woman out there looking in
Does she see me? Did she see me? No, she wasn't looking at me
But at her own reflection
I tried to avoid it, and she was pulling up her skirt
While she was pulling up her stockings, the rain was wetting her hair
The rain would last all morning, and I'd been listening to the sound of the church bells, thinking of you, and midnight picnics, at a certain time
before the rain began.
Before the rain started
I'd run out of coffee and it was time to catch the train