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 me
To be where a little cable car
Climbs halfway to the stars
The morning far 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 a little cable car
Climbs halfway to the stars
The morning far 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