I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb half ways 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
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