Wednesday Morning 3 A.M. Live
Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics


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I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.

She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.

Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.

My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze




At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.

Overall Meaning

In the first verse of Simon and Garfunkel's song "Wednesday Morning 3 A.M.," the singer lays in bed next to his sleeping lover and describes the serene scene around him. He describes the sound of her soft breathing and the sight of her hair floating on the pillow in the winter moonlight. However, despite the peaceful setting, the singer's heavy heart suggests an impending separation from his love. He watches her chest rise and fall with each breath as he contemplates leaving her at dawn, and the thought weighs heavily on him. This internal conflict creates a sense of melancholy throughout the song, as the singer grapples with his emotions and the reality of an uncertain future.


In the second verse, the mood abruptly changes as the singer reveals that he has committed a crime. He robbed a liquor store for only twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver, which he now realizes was a terrible mistake. He describes his life as feeling unreal and his crime as an illusion, suggesting that he feels disconnected from his actions and their consequences. Despite his remorse, the singer must face the consequences of his decision as the morning quickly approaches. The juxtaposition of the peaceful imagery from the first verse with the sudden admission of guilt adds a depth of complexity to the song, leaving the listener with a sense of unease and anticipation for what is to come.


Line by Line Meaning

I can hear the soft breathing
The singer can hear the gentle breathing of the woman he loves.


Of the girl that I love,
The singer is talking about the woman he loves.


As she lies here beside me
The woman is lying in bed next to the singer.


Asleep with the night,
The woman is sleeping soundly.


And her hair, in a fine mist
The woman's hair is floating in a fine mist.


Floats on my pillow,
The woman's hair is resting on the singer's pillow.


Reflecting the glow
Her hair reflects the light of something nearby.


Of the winter moonlight.
The light reflecting off her hair is from the moonlight outside.


She is soft, she is warm,
The woman is physically soft and warm to the touch.


But my heart remains heavy,
The artist's emotions are still weighing heavily on him despite the pleasant physical sensations.


And I watch as her breasts
The singer watches the woman's chest rise and fall as she breathes.


Gently rise, gently fall,
The woman's breathing is gentle and steady.


For I know with the first light of dawn
The singer knows that when the sun comes up, he will have to leave.


I'll be leaving,
The singer will be departing soon.


And tonight will be
The singer realizes that this is his final opportunity to enjoy this moment with the woman he loves.


All I have left to recall.
The artist will only be able to remember this moment after he leaves.


Oh, what have I done,
The artist is questioning his actions.


Why have I done it,
He is questioning why he committed a crime.


I've committed a crime,
The singer has broken the law.


I've broken the law.
The artist has done something illegal.


For twenty-five dollars
The artist committed the crime for a small sum of money.


And pieces of silver,
The artist received money for committing the crime.


I held up and robbed
The singer committed armed robbery.


A hard liquor store.
The artist robbed a store that sold alcohol.


My life seems unreal,
The singer's life feels like it's not real or is a dream.


My crime an illusion,
The singer's crime doesn't feel like it really happened.


A scene badly written
The singer's life feels like a poorly scripted story.


In which I must play.
The artist feels like he is playing a role in his own life.


Yet I know as I gaze
Despite his confusion about the situation, the artist knows.


At my young love beside me,
The singer looks at the woman he loves who is next to him.


The morning is just a few hours away.
The singer knows that morning will come soon and that he will have to leave the woman he loves.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Pati Robles

I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight

She is soft, she is warm
But my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall

Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it?
I've committed a crime,
I have broken the law
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store

My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion
A scene badly written
In which I must play
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away



All comments from YouTube:

Pascal Perennou

so beautiful song, it flows gently, thank you masters Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel for your unforgettable songs

Pati Robles

I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight

She is soft, she is warm
But my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall

Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it?
I've committed a crime,
I have broken the law
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store

My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion
A scene badly written
In which I must play
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away

C Johnson

This photo of a young Art and Paul with guitars is wonderful!

Francisco assis Oliveira

Lindaaa canção

Alex Illingworth

It's an amazing version!

Ddude121

This is the Live in New York 1967 version!

Evandro DeSouza

Amazing!!!

abrokenframe82

@2:24 Ha! he was human after all. ;-) love it.

Javier Escoriza

+abrokenframe82  
Sometimes I doubt it

ukiuki8

この曲は、
スタジオ録音のように
サビもさらりと歌っている方が好き

たった25ドルの罪に深刻に悩んでいる
あまりに若いがゆえの自責の念

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