Bus Stop

Song	Bus Stop
Artist	The Hollies
Album	The Air That I Breathe - The Very Best Of The Hollies

	Lyrics：G.Gouldman Music：G.Gouldman
	Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
	Please share my umbrella
	Bus stop, 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 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 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
	Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
	Please share my umbrella
	Bus stop, 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

	Lyrics: G. Gouldman Music: G. Gouldman
	Bus stop, wet day, she' s there, I say
	Please share my umbrella
	Bus stop, 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 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 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
	Bus stop, wet day, she' s there, I say
	Please share my umbrella
	Bus stop, 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