On the quiet street in the city
A little old man walked alone
Shuffing through the autumn afternoon
And the autumn leaves reminded him
Another summer’s come and gone
He had a long long midnight ahead waiting for June

The among the leaves near an orphan’s home
A piece of paper caught his eyes
And he stood to pick it up with trembling hands
And as he read the childish writing
The old man began to cry
‘Cause the words burned inside him like a brand

” Whoever finds this , I love you
Whoever finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you “

Well , 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 ,
Talking through the fence ,
Exchanging little gifts they’ve made for each other.
The old man wold carve toys,
And the little girl would draw pictures fo beautiful ladies
And they laughed a lot.
But then one day, on the first of June,
And , somehow she knew he was never coming beck.
So she went back to her lttle room
” Whoever finds this , I love you
Whoever finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you “
So , whoever finds this , I love you “

阅读剩余 0%
本站所有文章资讯、展示的图片素材等内容均为注册用户上传(部分报媒/平媒内容转载自网络合作媒体),仅供学习参考。 用户通过本站上传、发布的任何内容的知识产权归属用户或原始著作权人所有。如有侵犯您的版权,请联系我们反馈本站将在三个工作日内改正。