Besedila: The Martins. You Come To My Senses.

Smiling in the sunlight
Singing on the breeze
Watching from the stars

Faithfully revealing
Who You are to me
I never have to wonder
Where You are

You are the ground beneath my feet
You are the air I breathe
You are the sound of harmonies
You are the light I see

Reaching out to me
In a thousand different ways
Lord, You come to my senses
Every day

I've tasted of Your goodness
I've heard You call my name
I've felt Your hand in mine

The fragrance of Your presence
Reminds me every day
That You promised to be with me
All the time

You are the ground beneath my feet
You are the air I breathe
You are the sound of harmonies
You are the light I see

Reaching out to me
In a thousand different ways
Lord, You come to my senses
Every day

You are the ground beneath my feet
You are the air I breathe
You are the sound of harmonies
You are the light I see

Reaching out to me
In a thousand different ways
Lord, You come to my senses
And it brings me to my senses

Lord, You come to my senses
Every day