(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...