Cruz
Stephen Covell Lyrics
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She dances like she's on stage, it's so strange
She doesn't seem to care
That no ones there, to see
When we finally find some music that I can hear too
She spins off to the dance floor, she's not wearing no shoes
She's always tuggin' on my sleeve, asking me to stay
Eyes closed oh she is in motion
And I get the feeling that it's my place to watch
Her feet glide in the early morning, and with out the light she shines
I'd be so lost
When she finally decides she's had her fun
I look up to the clock, it's a quarter past one
And we walk how together, as she throws tiny white flowers into the air
She goes skipping on ahead
My little child in the clouds
And I wonder how nice it is to not be stuck to this ground
But that is where I stand, just in case you might land
Should I ask her to come down
Doesn't seem like I'd be doing her any favors
Bit by bit she's built her kingdom up there
Why would I ask her to lose all that flavor
Now, there's fog on my window
Sheets at war with my bed
Images from last night, they roll around in my head
I'm so glad she doesn't need me
And with those thoughts I finally rest
The lyrics to Stephen Covell's song Cruz convey the story of the singer's experience with a free-spirited woman. The amber glow of a city streetlight provides the backdrop for the strange and carefree way that she dances alone without anybody watching. The singer finally finds some music that he can hear, and she spins off to the dance floor, barefoot and tugging at his sleeve to stay when he wants to leave. The woman's feet glide effortlessly in the early morning without light, and her shining presence leads the singer to feel lost without her. He contemplates whether or not to ask her to come down and be with him or allow her to remain in the kingdom she has built above.
In the final verse, the singer expresses his gratitude for the independent nature of the woman he has spent the evening with. The images from the night before roll around in his head, but he is glad that she doesn't need him. With those thoughts in mind, he finally rests.
Line by Line Meaning
In the amber glow of a city street light
The singer sets the scene by observing a girl dancing on the street in the soft light of a street lamp.
She dances like she's on stage, it's so strange
The girl dances with so much energy and passion that it seems like she is performing on stage rather than on the street.
She doesn't seem to care
The girl is so lost in her dance that she does not seem to care about her surroundings or who is watching her.
That no ones there, to see
Despite the fact that there is no audience to watch her, the girl continues to dance with the same intensity as if there was one.
When we finally find some music that I can hear too
The singer and the girl find some music that they both enjoy.
She spins off to the dance floor, she's not wearing no shoes
The girl enthusiastically dances to the music, even though she is not wearing shoes.
She's always tuggin' on my sleeve, asking me to stay
The girl is so captivated by her dance that she tries to convince the singer to stay with her and watch her dance.
When I want to leave
Despite the singer's desire to leave, the girl's dancing prevents him from doing so.
Eyes closed oh she is in motion
The girl is so lost in her dance that she closes her eyes while moving.
And I get the feeling that it's my place to watch
The singer feels like it is his responsibility to watch the girl dance with admiration.
Her feet glide in the early morning, and with out the light she shines
The girl's movements are so graceful that they seem to light up the early morning darkness.
I'd be so lost
If the girl were not dancing, the singer would feel lost without her inspiration.
When she finally decides she's had her fun
After dancing for as long as she wishes, the girl decides to stop.
I look up to the clock, it's a quarter past one
The singer checks the time and sees that it is late into the night.
And we walk how together, as she throws tiny white flowers into the air
As the girl walks with the singer, she throws small white flowers into the air with a sense of playful freedom.
She goes skipping on ahead
The girl runs ahead of the singer in a carefree and childlike manner.
My little child in the clouds
The girl seems to have the carefree spirit of a child, as she joyfully dances and runs around.
And I wonder how nice it is to not be stuck to this ground
The singer marvels at how beautiful it would be to not be bound to the earth, to dance and skip in the clouds like the girl.
But that is where I stand, just in case you might land
The singer is content to watch the girl dance and frolic in the clouds, but he remains grounded in case the girl needs him.
Should I ask her to come down
The singer wonders if he should ask the girl to stop being so carefree and to come back to reality.
Doesn't seem like I'd be doing her any favors
The singer decides that forcing the girl to stop dancing and come back to reality would not be helpful for her.
Bit by bit she's built her kingdom up there
The girl has created her own little world in the clouds, and the singer admires her for doing so.
Why would I ask her to lose all that flavor
The singer realizes that there is no reason to ask the girl to stop dancing and come back to reality, as she has created something beautiful in her own world.
Now, there's fog on my window
The singer observes that there is fog on his window, perhaps serving as a metaphor for the girl's mysterious and carefree world.
Sheets at war with my bed
The singer is experiencing a restless night, as he contemplates the girl and her world.
Images from last night, they roll around in my head
The singer is unable to get the memories of the girl and her dancing out of his mind.
I'm so glad she doesn't need me
The singer is content to simply watch and admire the girl, without feeling the need to be a part of her world.
And with those thoughts I finally rest
The singer is finally able to settle his mind and rest, content with his admiration of the girl and her carefree world.
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