You Come To My Senses

Chicago · Ultimate Collection [2011]

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



CHORUS

You come to my senses

Every time I close my eyes

I have no defenses

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



CHORUS

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...

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

with your name on my lips

alone in my bed

your voice in my head



chorus



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

everytime i close my eyes

I have no defenses

you come to my senses

I can't stop this ache inside

oh! i have no defenses

you come to my senses

Ah...