Letras:Joe Walsh. Bookends.

I've got a driver, you've got a car

Maybe we could go out for a ride

Pass by the schoolyard, take a look around

Stop and get uptight

If you're going to cry



I can remember all the good times

Put 'em in a book of memories

Hoping that our book will never ruin

Hoping that our book will never end



You picked a flower, some time ago


Put it on my desk

At school that day

Thought I would write you

A small love poem

Though I got it from a book, you see



I can remember all the good times

Put 'em in a book of memories

Hoping that our book will never ruin

Hoping that our book will never end