Bus Stop - Graham Coxon

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 shopped and she would show me what she 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 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 her waiting at the stop Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she 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 By August, she was mine By August, she was mine By August, she was mine By August, she was mine

I see your face at bus stops and evergreens A fleeting glance where you have never been Now that the rain smudges the trees I'm left alone chasing the roaming star