| I’m standing in the backyard, listening to the party inside
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| Tonight I’m drinking in the forgiveness this life provides
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| The scars we carry remain, but the pain slips away it seems
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| Oh, won’t you, baby, be in my book of dreams
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| I’m watching you through the window with your girlfriends from back home
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| You’re showing off your dress, there’s laughter and a toast
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| From your daddy to the prettiest bride that he’s ever seen
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| Oh, won’t you, baby, be in my book of dreams
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| Ohh, won’t you, won’t you, baby
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| In the darkness, my fingers slip across your skin, I feel your sweet reply
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| The room fades away and I’m way up high
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| Just holdin' you to me as through the window the moonlight streams
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| Oh, won’t you, baby, be in my book of dreams
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| Now the ritual begins: 'neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers
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| The dance floor is alive with beauty, mystery and danger
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| We dance out 'neath the stars' ancient light into the darkening trees
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| Oh, won’t you, baby, be in my book of dreams
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| Come on, baby, be in my book of dreams
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| Oh, won’t you, baby, be in my book of dreams |