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