The moon hung over most of San Francisco What a big, dumb disco ball (it really is) Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia I wonder what it looks like where you live (CHORUS:) You always said you hated San Francisco With all the f**in' flowers in the hair I sort of hate it too, but I would've stayed for you in San Francisco Waving through a window at some concert down in Jersey Felt as stupid and romantic as it sounds Might've been the first I'd ever seen you, but You seemed so familiar, like you'd always been around
You said I sort of sung you to the West coast, but I wonder sometimes who the siren is Well either way, the long drive back to Woodbridge Was as beautiful and sad and dangerous as the sea (CHORUS:) When we met your family, I knew that you were home And I knew that I was gonna go, I should've known, I should've known I never did love you the way I wanted You didn't let me, maybe I was scared Could be we're just good at being haunted It was sweet and it was sad, the haunting that we shared