I left my heart in san francisco, High on a hill, it calls to me, To be where little cable cars, Climb halfway to the stars, The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care! My heart 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
I left my heart in san francisco, High on a hill, it calls to me, To be where little cable cars, Climb halfway to the stars, The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care! My heart 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
