על מנת להדפיס שירים יש להתחבר או להירשם קודם
Suzanne Vega - Tom's Diner
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut |
D d duh dut d d duh dut..... |
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 |
D d duh dut d d duh dut.... |
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 am pretending not to see them |
And instead I pour the milk |
D d duh dut d d duh dut.... |
I open up the paper |
There’s a story of an actor |
He 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 |
I am feeling someone watching me |
And so I raise my head |
D d duh dut d d duh dut.... |
There’s a woman on the outside |
Looking inside does she see me |
No she does not truly 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 has gotten wet |
D d duh dut d d duh dut..... |
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 |
הודפס ב -