Tell me what you seenIs it close to what you dreamednIf I play a partnCan I be redeemed?nnWe pore through the passagesnThe leather volume shelvesnBut they only leave us wonderingnCan we find ourselvesnIn the book of love, oh,nIn the book of lovennLooking for the onenWaiting on a daynCountless dinner partiesnAnd all the games we playnnOften sung processionalnSolemn wedding vownA picture in a picture framenThat beauty can allownIn the book of love, ohnIn the book of lovennAnd love becomes a templenAnd we begin to feelnThen an unfeeling oraclenWill say you did come nearnBut you are not welcome herennThis is who I amnAll the places that I've beennFondness and regretnEvery love that I've been innnAnd I've played all the charactersnThe fool, the friend, the wifenAnd no matter what the ending isnThe story of my lifenIs the book of love, oh,nIs the book of love