I took a walk on Walnut street I am the nut on the wall I passed a girl and wrote her a song I ran into a girl Who looked at me With shades of brown and wonder She looked at me That little girl She looked at me She passed me right by but She looked at me Just walking by as I ran into her We met once before but it was just a blur I miss her so much as the nights get cold She has a man and now I’m stuck getting old I asked her for a light on that winters day She glistened in the day and said ya boy that’s right I saw her again and she looked at me That look that just shakes my golden tree I ran into a girl Who looked at me With shades of brown and wonder She looked at me That little girl She looked at me She passed me right by but She looked at me (An I for a T)