Текст песни Chicago - You Come to My Senses

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...
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