The loveliness of Paris

Seems someshow 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 the hill

It calls to me

To be where little cables cars

Climb halfaway to the stars

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

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