There’s a girl on my bus   She’s the girl that I like   She’s the girl that I think of   Every day and every night      There’s a girl on my bus   Eyes like a goddess   Skin like an angel      There’s a girl on my bus   She sits just 2 seats down the aisle   I wish that she could see me      Girl on my bus   When you see me look at you   I don’t mean to stare but      The girl on my bus   Doesn’t know my name   The girl on my bus   Won’t care either way      The girl on my bus   Is moving away   What will I do,   Without seeing her each day?      The girl on my bus   Will I ever talk to her?   I really don’t think so…