Bus Stop

Intro: #1. Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say, please share my umbrella. Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows, under my umbrella. #2. All last summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine. That umbrella, we employed it, by August, she was mine. Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop.. sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought. Other people stared as if we were both quite insane.. one day my name and hers are going to be the same. #3. That's the way the whole thing started, silly but it's true. Thinkin' of a sweet romance beginning in a queue. Bridge: Came the sun the ice was melting, no more sheltering now. Nice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow. Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop.. sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought. Other people stared as if we were both quite insane.. one day my name and hers are going to be the same. OUTRO: Came the sun the ice was melting, no more sheltering now. Nice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow.