Bus Stop
wet day
she's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella.
Bus comes
bus goes
she stays
love grows
Under my umbrella.
AII that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it
By August she was mine.
Every morning I would see her
Waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop
And she would show me what she'd bought.
Other people stared
As if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name
And hers are going to be the same.
That's the way the whole thing started.
Silly, but it's true
Thinking of a sweet romance
Beginning in that queue.
Came the sun, the lice was melting
No more shelt'ring now.
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow…
Every morning I would see her
Waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop
And she would show me what she'd bought.
Other people stared
As if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name
And her`s are going to be the same.
Bus Stop
wet day
she's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella.
Bus comes
bus goes
she stays
love grows
Under my umbrella.
AII that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it
By August she was mine.