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 aching inside I have no defenses Driving home in the cold January rain I've got to find my way out of this pain I reach for you in the night I dreamed of your kiss, I won't be far in goodnight 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 aching inside I have no defenses Oh, 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 aching inside Oh, I have no defenses You come to my senses Thanks for watching!