Bus stop/ The Hollies[ 1966] |
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**Bus stop waiting she's there I said pleade share my umbrella Bus top 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's shop And she would show me what she bought All the people stare As if we were both quite insane Someday my name And her's are going to be the same That's the way the whole thing started Silly but it's true A thinkin' of a sweet romance Beginning and end with you Come the Sunday, ice was melting No more sheltering now But it's nice to think that umbrella Lead me to a vow * ** |