I'm standing in the backyard
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Listening to the party inside
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Tonight I'm drinkin' in the forgiveness
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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 watchin' you through the window
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With your girlfriends from back home
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You're showin' off your dress
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There's laughter and a toast
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From your daddy to the prettiest bride he's ever seen
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Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams
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In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin
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I feel your sweet reply
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The room fades away and suddenly I'm way up high
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Just holdin' you to me
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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
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'Neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers
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The dance floor is alive with beauty
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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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Book Of Dreams
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| Bruce Springsteen |
