Here in Southern California, there's a weather condition known as the Santa Ana winds.Fire wind, oh desert wind, she was born in a desert breeze.And wide her way, through canyon waves, from the desert to the silvery sea.In every direction, see the perfection, see the San Gabriel mountain scene.Santa Ana winds keep a-blowin' across my mind.Santa Ana winds keep a-blowin' across my mind.Fill my sails.Oh desert wind, and hold the waves high for me.Then I will come, and test my skills, where the Santa Ana winds blow free.In waves of elation, my part of creation, becoming one with the boundless sea.Santa Ana winds blow gently across my mind.Santa Ana winds keep a-blowin' across my mind.Santa Ana winds blow gently across my mind.I am the wind, a desert wind, on my pilgrimage to the sea.I will prevail, I will not fail, to breathe life into humanity.My song is creation, and rejuvenation, whispering the wisdom in its purity.Santa Ana, wind a-blowing, light my blood.Santa Ana, wind a-blowing, light my blood.Santa Ana, wind a-blowing, light my blood.Santa Ana, wind.You don't believe, but my love.