I put your record on. I sing the song you wrote. And you're a world away but I feel closer to home. I know I left behind things I've loved before but I give you my heart dearest Eleanor. Eleanor, remember when you used to drive me home? After I played you the first song I wrote, you said you thought it had potential. Eleanor, remember when we used to sit alone? We wouldn't speak over the stereo because we knew we didn't have to. Eleanor I know it's been a long time since we were young and full of longing, but I never let you go. Eleanor, remember when we used to hate the kids who didn't understand our politics? We didn't care we were self-righteous. Eleanor, we were all so full of suffering. We had a catalog of songs to sing that would help us to forget.