Song | tom's diner |
Artist | Suzanne Vega |
Album | The Best of Suzanne Vega: Tried and True |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Suzanne Vega | |
作词 : Suzanne 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 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 | |
I'm pretending | |
Not to see them | |
Instead | |
I pour the milk | |
I open | |
Up the paper | |
There's a story | |
Of an actor | |
Who had 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 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 | |
has gotten 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 |
zuo qu : Suzanne Vega | |
zuo ci : Suzanne 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 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 | |
I' m pretending | |
Not to see them | |
Instead | |
I pour the milk | |
I open | |
Up the paper | |
There' s a story | |
Of an actor | |
Who had 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 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 | |
has gotten 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 |
zuò qǔ : Suzanne Vega | |
zuò cí : Suzanne 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 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 | |
I' m pretending | |
Not to see them | |
Instead | |
I pour the milk | |
I open | |
Up the paper | |
There' s a story | |
Of an actor | |
Who had 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 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 | |
has gotten 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 |