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 you

Writer : DAVIS, MAC
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing