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 dont care!
My heart 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
Music by George Cory
with lyrics by Douglas Cross
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 dont care! My heart 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 Music by George Cory with lyrics by Douglas Cross Explain Request ×
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