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.