(Bobby Austin)
You've stolen my world from under me
By cheating and deceving me
And now you've gone and set me free
It's in my book of memories.
Inside the book of pages black
With photographs that take me back
I hide the dreams that used to be
Here in my book of memories.
The photograph that shows a bride
And a man with joy he could not hide
And one of a boy on his daddy's knee
It's in my book of memories.
--- Instrumental ---
Inside the book of pages black
With photographs that take me back
I hide the dreams that used to be
Here in my book of memories.
The photograph that shows a bride
And a man with joy he could not hide
And one of a boy on his daddy's knee
It's in my book of memories...
