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 to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway 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