The Gift Lyrics

You're on my mind nearly all of the time
Picture your face in the sun
When I'm on the verge of losing the urge
Your love leads me on

So sweetly you stir up my senses and I'm
Silently closing the door
In raptures at catching the gift of your smile
And I need nothing more

Oh, what a treat from my head to my feet
Every chance that I take
My lucky streak is so very unique
It will never break

So sweetly you stir up my senses and I'm
Silently closing the door
In raptures at catching the gift of your smile
And I need nothing more