Book of Dreams (Album) - Bruce Springsteen

I'm standing in the backyard

Listening to the party inside

Tonight I'm drinkin' in the forgiveness

This life provides

The scars we carry remain

But the pain slips away it seems

Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

I'm watchin' you through the window

With your girlfriends from back home

You're showin' off your dress

There's laughter and a toast

From your daddy to the prettiest bride hes ever seen

Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin

I feel your sweet reply

The room fades away and suddenly

I'm way up high

Just holdin' you to me

As through the window the moonlight streams

Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

Now the ritual begins

Neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers

The dance floor is alive with beauty

Mystery and danger

We dance out neath the stars ancient light

Into the darkening trees

Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams