Текст песни Chicago - You Came to My Senses
Chicago - You Came to My Senses слова песни
I picture you on the beachLying in the sandOut of reach of my trembling handsI picture you in a carBlonde hair in the windI picture you in my armsAnd the touch of your skinThe smile on your faceThe way that you taste(chorus)You come to my sensesEvery time I close my eyesI have no defensesYou come to my sensesI cant stop this ache insideI have no defensesYou come to my sensesDriving home in the coldJanuary rainIve got to find my way out of this painI reached for you in the nightI dreamed of your kissI woke before it got lightWith your name on my lipsAlone in my bedYour voice in my head(chorus)I picture you in my armsAnd the touch of your skinThe smile on your faceThe way that you tasteYou come to my sensesEvery time I close my eyesI have no defensesYou come to my sensesI cant stop this ache insideOh, I have no defensesYou come to my sensesAh...