On a quiet street In the city A littleold man walked along Shufflin' thru the autumn afternoon And the autumn leaves reminded him Another summer's come and gone He had a lonely night ahead Waitin' for June
Then among the leaves Near the orphan's home A piece of paper caught his eye And he stooped to pick it up with trembling hands As he read the childish writing The old man began to cry 'Cause the words burned inside of him Like a brand
Whoever finds this I love you Whoever finds this I need you I ain't even got no one to talk to So whoever finds this I love you
The old man's eyes searched the orphan's home And came to rest upon a child With her nose pressed up against the window pane And the old man knew he'd found a friend at last So he waved at her and smiled And they both knew they'd spend the winter laughing at the rain
And they did spend the winter laughing at the rain Talkin' thru the trees and exchanging little gifts They'd made for each other The old man would carve toys for the little girl And she would draw picture for him of beautiful ladies Surrounded by green trees and sunshine And they laughed a lot But then on the first day of June The little girl ran to the fence to show The old man a picture she had drawn But he wasn't there And somehow the little girl knew he wasn't coming back So she went back to her little room Took a crayon, piece of paper and wrote:
Whoever finds this I love you Whoever finds this I need you I ain't even got no one to talk to So whoever finds this I love youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
