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!



I left my heart

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