梁静茹Whoever FInds ThIs, I Love YoU@H_572_0@ 梁静茹@H_572_0@ On the qUIet street In the cItY@H_572_0@ A lIttle old man walked alone@H_572_0@ ShUffIng throUgh the aUtUmn afternoon@H_572_0@ And the aUtUmn leaves remInded hIm@H_572_0@ Another Summer's come and gone@H_572_0@ He had a long long mIdnIght ahead waItIng for JUne@H_572_0@ The among the leaves near an orphan's home@H_572_0@ A pIece of paper caUght hIs eYes@H_572_0@ And he stood to pIck It Up wIth tremblIng hands@H_572_0@ And as he read the chIldIsh wrItIng@H_572_0@ The old man began to crY@H_572_0@ CaUse the words bUrned Inside hIm lIke a brand@H_572_0@ Whoever fInds thIs , I love YoU@H_572_0@ Whoever fInds thIs , I need YoU@H_572_0@ I even got no one to talk to@H_572_0@ So , whoever fInds thIs , I love YoU@H_572_0@ Well , the old man's eYes searched the orphan's home@H_572_0@ And came to rest Upon a chIld@H_572_0@ WIth her nose pressed Up agaInst the wIndow pane@H_572_0@ And the old man knew he'd foUnd a frIend at last@H_572_0@ So he waved at her and Smiled@H_572_0@ And theY both knew theY'd spend the wInter@H_572_0@ LaUghIng at the raIn@H_572_0@ And theY dId spend the wInter laUghIng at the raIn@H_572_0@ TalkIng throUgh the fence@H_572_0@ EXchangIng lIttle GIFTS theY've made for each other.@H_572_0@ The old man wold carve toYs@H_572_0@ And the lIttle gIrl woUld draw pIctUres fo beaUtIfUl@H_572_0@ And theY laUghed a lot.@H_572_0@ BUt then one daY, on the fIrst of JUne@H_572_0@ The lttle gIrl ran to the fence -- the old man wasn't@H_572_0@ And , somehow she knew he was never comIng beck.@H_572_0@ So she went back to her lttle room , took a craYon