You Come to My Senses (2009 Remaster)

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

I have no defenses

You come to my sense

Oh