Dottie Rambo - Senses текст песни

I feel with my fingers
Touch with my hands
I hold my baby sister
And touch her tender skin
I see with my eyes
All the tiny butterflies
And I listen with my ears
Oh the funny sounds I hear

I smell with my nose
The pretty yellow rose
And I taste with my tongue
And tasting is such fun
But I love with my heart
That's the most important part

Senses, aren't we lucky to have senses?

Senses, so very lucky to have senses
Senses, all those precious little senses
Senses, all those pleasures we enjoy

With senses, aren't we lucky to have senses
Senses, so very lucky to have senses
But I love with my heart
That's the most important part

With senses, aren't we lucky to have senses?
Senses, so very lucky to have senses
But I love with my heart
That's the most important part