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!