โหลดเพลง mp3 You Come to My Senses (2009 Remaster) - Chicago

You Come To My Senses - Chicago
I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in a 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
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 my 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
Ah
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
Oh I have no defenses
You come to my senses

Ah