BLUE UMBRELLA

Tack.
En tv?tre.
It was a rainy morning.
The leaves fought a hard November.
In a soft unguarded moment she jumped into my life.
She had a blue umbrella with a top of silver.
She wore a coat in shiny tangerine like the firy southern sky.
Oh I, I wanted to show her
that I'd really like to get to know her,
that I didn't mind to spend some time.
She turned at the bookstore, seemed to stop to buy a paper,
I noticed from behind two trucks with engines roaring wild.
When I made my crossing
I saw that blue umbrella disappear into this crowded bus.
I watched the red taillights. Oh I, I wanted to show her
(I really wanted to show her)
that I'd really like to get to know her,
that I didn't mind to spend some time.
There are lonely nights when she disappears from my bed.
I wish I knew what goes on in her head.
What goes on in her head?
Oh I, I wanted to show her
(I really wanted to show her)
that I'd really like to get to know her,
that I didn't mind to spend some time.
I wanted to show her
(I really wanted to show her)
that I'd really like to get to know her,
that I didn't mind to spend some time.
Spend some time.
Spend some time.
Tack f? kaffet!