Please share my umbrella

♪ ♪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 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 ♫ ♫