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 --- Bus Stop - Herman's Hermits