San Francisco

Fog rolls in towards the land
Caressing with its frosty hand
The curling breakers and the sands
And leaves me breathless where I stand

Oh San Francisco
Where would I go?
If I had to leave now
I really don't know

The light plays off the mellow mist
I stand and watch its flight in bliss
The west wind's blowing cold and crisp
Upon my cheeks its chilling kiss

Oh San Francisco
Where would I go?
If I had to leave now
I really don't know

In every crack of grey cement
Are signs of crime and good intent
And lives from hell and heaven sent
And not a worthless moment spent

Oh San Francisco
Where would I go?
If I had to leave now
I really don't know
If I had to leave now
I really don't know
If I had to leave now
I really don't know



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Writer(s): Mark Singer
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