Bus Stop
Gouldman Graham Lyrics


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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

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 our sweet romance
Beginning in a dew

Came the sun
The ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to avow

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

Came the sun
The ice was melting
No more sheltering now




Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to avow

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Gouldman Graham's song "Bus Stop" describe a chance encounter between the singer and a woman at a bus stop on a wet day. The singer shares his umbrella with her, and over the summer they develop a romance. The two of them spend time together under the shelter of the umbrella, and by August the woman is the singer's. The lyrics suggest that they both looked forward to seeing each other every morning at the bus stop, and the singer describes the ways in which they connected, even sharing shopping trips. Other people might have thought them crazy, but to the singer, the connection was real and pure. The umbrella serves as a symbol of their love, and as the sun emerges and the ice melts, the umbrella is no longer needed. The lyrics end on an optimistic note, with the suggestion that their love will endure.


Line by Line Meaning

Bus stop, wet day
The scene is set as the singer stands at a bus stop on a rainy day.


She's there, I say
The singer notices a woman standing near him at the bus stop.


Please share my umbrella
The singer offers to share his umbrella with the woman, who accepts.


Bus stops, bus goes
The bus arrives, but the woman decides to stay at the bus stop with the artist.


She stays, love grows
The artist and the woman begin to develop romantic feelings for each other as they share the umbrella.


Under my umbrella
The singer and the woman continue to stay close under the shared umbrella.


All that summer we enjoyed it
Throughout the summer, the singer and the woman continue to share the umbrella and enjoy each other's company.


Wind and rain and shine
Despite different weather conditions, the couple remains close under the shared umbrella.


That umbrella we employed it
The artist and the woman continue to use the umbrella to shelter them from the elements.


By August she was mine
Their relationship progresses and by August, the artist and the woman are in a committed relationship.


Every morning I would see her
The singer and the woman continue to meet at the bus stop every morning.


Waiting at the stop
The woman waits at the bus stop for the artist to arrive.


Sometimes she'd shop
Occasionally, the woman would go shopping before meeting the singer at the bus stop.


And she would show me what she'd bought
The woman shares details of her shopping trips with the singer, further strengthening their relationship.


Other people stared
People around them observe the couple and their close relationship with curiosity and sometimes judgment.


As if we were both quite insane
The way that the couple displays their affection seems crazy to others, but completely natural to them.


Someday my name and hers
The artist envisions a future where he and the woman are married and share the same last name.


Are going to be the same
The singer is confident that they will have a future together.


Thinking of our sweet romance
The singer reflects fondly upon their relationship and the way it started at the bus stop.


Beginning in a dew
The romance started innocently at a bus stop on a rainy day.


Came the sun
The weather changes with the arrival of the sun in the sky.


The ice was melting
The change in weather is causing the ice to melt.


No more sheltering now
With the change in weather, the couple no longer needs the shared umbrella for shelter.


Nice to think that that umbrella
The artist reflects on the significance of the umbrella in their relationship.


Led me to avow
The shared umbrella has helped the singer realize his love for the woman and commit to a future together.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.
Written by: GRAHAM GOULDMAN

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Comments from YouTube:

Charles Kuckel

It's AWESOME to hear the songwriter explain how he came up with the story and the lyrics to a classic song. His interpretation of the song with JUST an acoustic guitar demonstrates how beautiful it really is.

J.A. Armour

You hit it out of the park with this one, Graham! What a masterpiece!

Ian Southward

Now you can see how The Hollies, Hotlegs and 10cc sounded so good and got so successful. Brilliant

Graziella Barile

I rimember Hollie's version.

Paul Brown

When you see Neil Finn pay attention you know there's a legend in action

Fretliner

One of the most talented musicians in pop... His 10cc work is somewhat overshadowed by Eric Stewart's but his material is outstanding

Roger M

What can I say, Graham, you have written so many really really excellent songs. This is yet another one. Legend!

Wilbury Twist

One of the greatest songwriters of the 20th Century.

turnitback

As a songwriter, Graham is up there with the Paul McCartneys and Barry Gibbs of this world. What it must be like to have such a gift, and to wake each morning knowing how much pleasure he has given, most of us can only wish and dream that we knew.

Ivan Boring

Music can't get much better than this.

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