I wait at the bus stop with my salty pout. I stand in this long line, no one will help me out. I'm standing alone again. I'm the last one picked. This bench is so warm here.
You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy. When skies are grey. And you, you'll never know dear. How much I love you, I do it's true. So please Lord, don't take my sunshine away.