Chicago - You Come To My Senses (Remastered Album Version)

You Come To My Senses
Chicago
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I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in the car
Blonde hair in the wind
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste

You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses

Driving home in the cold
January rain
I've got to find my way out of this pain
I reached for you in the night
I dreamed of your kiss
I woke before it got light
With your name on m lips
Alone in my bed
Your voice in my head

You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses

I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste

You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
Oh, I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Ah...