Dear bookstore down the street,
I think that you’re so neat.
Dear bookstore on the corner,
your magic is real to me.
I’m pretty sure that you’re the reason I read
I’m pretty sure that you’re the reason I’m me
Everybody says the neighborhood, it has been changing for years
Dear bookstore, I’m glad you’re here.
Dear bookstore with the windows
full of color as the seasons go and go
and as I grow and grow
I’m pretty sure that you’re the reason I write
I’m pretty sure that every day you change somebody’s life
Everybody says the that reading paper books is so out-of-date
but dear bookstore, I’m glad you’re brave.
Oh oh oh oh there’s a magic
Oh oh oh oh behind your doors
Oh oh oh oh in a big crazy world
there’s one place I can count on for sure:
My bookstore down the street.