Luyện nghe bài hát Whoever Finds This I Love You

On a street in the city
A old man walks along
Shuffling the autumn afternoon
And the autumn leaves him
Another come and gone

He had a long, lonely ahead waiting for June
Then among the leaves an orphan's home
A piece of caught his eye
And he stooped to pick it up trembling hands
And as he the childish writing, the old man began to cry
'Cause the words burned him like a flame

finds this, I love you
Whoever this, I need you
I ain't even got no one to to
So whoever finds this, I you

The old man's eyes searched the orphan's
And cam to rest upon a with her nose
Pressed up against the window
And the old man knew he'd found a friend at
So he waved at her and
And they both knew spend the winter laughing at the rain

And did spend the summer
Laughing at the rain, talking through the
Exchanging little gifts they'd for each other
The old man would toys for the little girl
And she would draw for him of beautiful ladies
Surrounded by green and sunshine and they laughed a lot

But then on the first day of June, the little ran to the fence
To show the man a picture she had drawn but he wasn't
And somehow, the little girl knew he wasn't coming
So she back to her little room
Took out a Crayola and a piece of and wrote

Whoever this, I love you
Whoever finds this, I you
I don't even no one to talk to
So finds this, I love you