Kredity

Texty

[Verse 1]
I'm standing in the backyard listenin' 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?
[Verse 2]
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 he's ever seen
Oh, won't you, baby, be in my book of dreams?
[Verse 3]
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 holdin' you to me
As through the window the moonlight streams
Oh, won't you, baby, be in my book of dreams?
[Verse 4]
And now the ritual begins, underneath 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 darkenin' trees
Oh, won't you, baby, be in my book of dreams?
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
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