Cliffs of Santa Barbara
Embracing Love at Santa Barbara's Cliffs
Lyrics
Take me back to the cliffs of Santa Barbara
Expressing a desire to return to the cliffs of Santa Barbara.
Where light from your emerald eyes, swept the mist from the morning skies
Describing the impact of the person's eyes on the surroundings, bringing clarity and brightness.
Where we laughed, with a sense of satisfaction
Recalling moments of joy and contentment.
To the sound of the endless waves
Enjoying the sound of the perpetual ocean waves.
That seemed to swell as your breath took shape
Creating a metaphorical connection between the waves and the person's breath.
At the cliffs of Santa Barbara
Reiterating the desire to be at the cliffs of Santa Barbara.
It wasn't much of a room but it had a lemon tree
Describing a modest room with a lemon tree, highlighting simplicity.
Out back you said to me
Recalling a moment shared in that space.
You said each moment it fits like a key
Stressing the importance of each moment, comparing it to a key.
You take it and turn it, it opens the door to your state of disbelief
Turning moments opens the door to a state of disbelief, where past and future converge.
Where the past and the future meet
Describing the intersection of past and future.
In which the love that you seek is now found in the hand that you're holding
Emphasizing that love is now found in the present moment.
Take me back to the cliffs of Santa Barbara
Repeating the desire to return to Santa Barbara's cliffs.
Where light from your emerald eyes, swept the mist from the morning skies
Reiterating the impact of the person's eyes on the surroundings.
Where we laughed, with a sense of satisfaction
Recalling moments of satisfaction and joy.
To the sound of the endless waves
Enjoying the sound of the perpetual ocean waves once more.
That seemed to swell as your breath took shape
Reiterating the metaphorical connection between waves and breath.
At the cliffs of Santa Barbara
Expressing the longing to be at the cliffs of Santa Barbara again.
The moon hit the Santa Ynez on the night of the good rain
Describing a specific night when the moon illuminated the Santa Ynez mountains during a good rain.
I was asleep when it finally came
Sharing a personal experience of being asleep when the rain arrived.
And I dreamt of a horses' white mane
Recounting a dream featuring a horse with a white mane blown by the wind.
That blew in the wind as its rider swept in holding tightly to its reigns
Depicting a rider tightly holding the reins, symbolizing control and direction.
And as the rider's face came to view, I could see that the rider was you
Revealing that the rider in the dream is the person being addressed.
And your eyes were the light in the darkness that eased the earth
Describing the eyes of the rider as a source of light in the darkness.
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