Bus Stop

                                  Bus stop, wet day

She's there, I say

Please share my umbrella 



Bus stops, bus goes

She stays, love grows

Under my umbrella 



All 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

Someday 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 our sweet romance

Beginning in a dew 



Came the sun

The ice was melting

No more sheltering now

Nice to think that that umbrella

Led me to avow 



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

Someday my name and hers

Are going to be the same 



Came the sun

The ice was melting

No more sheltering now

Nice to think that that umbrella

Led me to avow