He was running, running, running
I stared - he was not one of us
Why was he running, urgently?
I see, he's running for a bus ,,,
I stopped, watched, 'cos if he'd missed it
I would have sighed and felt quite sad
But that's wonderful, he caught it
He's just a stranger, but I'm glad
Sometimes when its a rainy day
I'm sad, no reason, in a tiz
But today I'm feeling happy
Sometimes that's just the way it is
I enjoy the warmth of sunshine
I wear a pretty summer dress
A stranger's joy is now made mine
I share a stranger's small success
Sweetheart, the moral 's quite simple
If you are caring, wait awhile
Sorrows and worries fade away
When you share someone else''s smile.
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