Bus Stop - Kyla

Bus stop, wet day, he’s there, I say

Please share my umbrella

Bus stop, bus goes, he stays, love grows

Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it

Wind and rain and shine

That umbrella, we employed it

By August, he was mine

Every morning I would see him waiting at the stop

Sometimes he’d shopped and he would show me what he bought

All the people stared as if we were both quite insane

Someday my name and his are going to be the same

That’s the way the whole thing started

Silly but it’s true

Thinkin' of a sweet romance

Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting

No more sheltering now

Nice to think that that umbrella

Led me to a vow

Every morning I would see him waiting at the stop

Sometimes he’d shopped and he would show me what he bought

All the people stared as if we were both quite insane

Someday my name and his are going to be the same

That’s the way the whole thing started

Silly but it’s true

Thinkin' of a sweet romance

Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting

No more sheltering now

Nice to think that that umbrella

Led me to a vow

Bus stop…

Bus stop…

Baby I’ll be waiting in for you

I’ll be not the same without you

Bus stop…

Bus stop…

Baby I’ll be waiting in for you

I’ll be quite the same without you