Lyrics Book Of Dreams Bruce Springsteen

I'm standing in the backyard, listening to the party inside Tonight I'm drinking 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 watching you through the window with your girlfriends from back home You're showing off your dress, there's laughter and a toast From your daddy to the prettiest bride he's 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 Yeah, just holding 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, and 'neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers The dance floor is alive with beauty, myst'ry 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