Bruce Springsteen – Book Of Dreams



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  1. Emma  Bee
    Emma Bee says:

    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 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
    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

  2. Emma  Bee
    Emma Bee says:

    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 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
    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

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