The loveliness
|
of Paris
|
Seems somehow sadly gay
|
The glory that
|
was Rome
|
Is of another day
|
I've been
|
terribly alone
|
And forgotten
|
in Manhattan
|
I'm going home
|
To my city
|
by the bay
|
I left my heart
|
in San Francisco
|
High on a hill
|
it calls to me
|
To be where
|
little cablecars
|
climb halfway
|
to the star
|
The morning fog
|
may chill the air
|
I don't care
|
My love waits there
|
in San Francisco
|
Above the blue
|
and windy sea
|
When I come home to you
|
San Francisco
|
Your golden sun
|
will shine
|
for me~
|
|
To be where
|
little cablecars
|
climb halfway
|
to the star
|
The morning fog
|
may chill the air
|
I don't care
|
My love waits there
|
in San Francisco
|
Above the blue
|
and windy sea
|
When I come home to you
|
San Francisco
|
Your golden sun
|
will shine
|
for me~
|
|
|
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|
I left my heart in San Francisco
|
| Tony Best |
