Waiting At The Bus Stop

I saw her there, in the morning light, Waiting at the bus stop, something felt just right. Her eyes were bright, like the break of day, She didn’t see me, but I looked her way. (Chorus) Oh, waiting at the bus stop, caught up in a trance, The way she held her coffee, like a lover’s dance. One look at her and the world stood still, I’d wait forever if she’d only feel. (Verse 2) The bus pulled in, and she climbed aboard, But I stood there frozen, like I wanted more. Just a moment, a glance, a stranger’s smile, But I’m hoping she’ll be back in a little while. (Chorus) Oh, waiting at the bus stop, caught up in a trance, The way she held her coffee, like a lover’s dance. One look at her and the world stood still, I’d wait forever if she’d only feel. (Bridge) Now every morning, I stand in line, Just for the chance that our paths might align. She’s a mystery, a fleeting breeze, Yet somehow she’s got a hold on me. (Verse 3) Maybe someday she’ll see me there, And we’ll talk like old friends without a care. But until then, I’ll keep my place, Waiting at the bus stop just to see her face. (Outro) Oh, waiting at the bus stop, caught in the flow, There’s something about her I want to know. If fate would only lend me a hand, I’d be the guy who meets her at the bus stand.