In 1998, the band Santana was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with Carlos Santana, José "Chepito" Areas, David Brown, Gregg Rolie, Mike Carabello, and Michael Shrieve The band has earned nine Grammy Awards and three Latin Grammy Awards, the latter all in 2000. Carlos Santana won a Grammy Award as a solo artist in 1988. The band has sold more than 100 million records worldwide, making them one of the world's best-selling groups of all time. In 2013, Santana announced a reunion of the classic line-up for a new album, Santana IV, which was released in April 2016. They are tied for having the most won Grammy Awards in one night.
Photograph
Santana Lyrics
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I'm outta luck, outta love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free so far from me
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh Oh, look what you've done
Photograph, I don't want your
Photograph, I don't need your
Photograph, all I've got is a photograph
But it's not enough
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child
You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild and free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done
Photograph, I don't want your
Photograph, I don't need your
Photograph, all I've got is a photograph
You've gone straight to my head
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done
And I gotta have you
Photograph, I don't want your
Photograph, I don't need your
Photograph, all I've got is a photograph
I wanna touch ya!
Photograph, photograph
Photograph
Photograph, photograph
All I got is a photograph
Photograph, photograph
Photograph, photograph
The lyrics of "Photograph" by Santana feat. Chris Daughtry depict a love-struck man who is smitten by a woman, who he only has a photograph of. The singer expresses his deep desire for her and mentions how her picture captivates him every time he dreams or sees her on a magazine. The woman seems to be a wild and free spirit, and he admits to being under her spell, feeling like a child when he is around her. The man is ready to be her lover and takes pride in her style but feels that the photograph is not enough, and he wants to touch her.
The song's chorus emphasizes the man's eagerness to have the woman rather than her photograph, and he repeats the phrase "I wanna touch ya!" towards the end of the song. The lyrics' tone is upbeat and passionate, with a classic rock vibe that is characteristic of Santana's music. The song's lyrics seem to show that love can be intense even without physical contact, and how photographs can serve as a reminder of a love that seemed impossible and remained a fantasy.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm outta luck, outta love
I am not fortunate, nor am I in love.
Gotta photograph, picture of
I have a photograph, an image of you.
Passion killer, you're too much
You are overwhelming and control my feelings.
You're the only one I wanna touch
You are the only person I desire to touch.
I see your face every time I dream
I dream about you and see your face in my dreams.
On every page, every magazine
Every publication and magazine has your image.
So wild and free so far from me
You are adventurous and unrestrained, and I am far away from you.
You're all I want, my fantasy
You are all that I crave, and you are my imagination.
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Your effect on me, a rock 'n' roll performer, is visible.
Photograph, I don't want your
I reject your photograph.
Photograph, I don't need your
I do not need your photograph.
Photograph, all I've got is a photograph
I only have your photograph.
But it's not enough
But it is insufficient.
I'd be your lover, if you were there
If you were with me, I would be your companion.
Put your hurt on me, if you dare
Inflict your pain on me if you are courageous enough.
Such a woman, you got style
You are a remarkable and fashionable woman.
You make every man feel like a child
You make every man feel juvenile in front of you.
You got some kinda hold on me
You have some influence or control over me.
You're all wrapped up in mystery
You are a riddle, completely mysterious.
You're all I want, my fantasy
You are all that I desire, and you exist as an idea in my imagination.
And I gotta have you
I need to have you in my life.
You've gone straight to my head
You have directly affected my thoughts and emotions.
Photograph, photograph
A photo, a picture.
Photograph
A photo, an image.
All I got is a photograph
I have only a photograph.
Photograph, photograph
An image, a picture.
Photograph, photograph
A photo, an image.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Peter Andrew Willis, Robert John Lange, Joseph Thomas Elliott, Richard Savage, Stephen Maynard Clark, Richard John Cyril Allen
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