You Can't Judge a Book by the Cover

de Dion

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 that he's ever seen
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

Woahhh won't you, won't you baby
Woah baby, hmm hmm hmm

In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin
I feel your sweet reply, the room fades away and I'm way up high
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, '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
Woah won't you baby be in my book of dreams

Come on baby will you be in my book of dreams
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

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