I Left My Heart In San Francisco

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow grey
The glory that was Rome is now yesterday
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
But I'm goin' 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 way halfway to the stars!
The morning fog may chill the air
No I don't care!

My love waits there, that's why I gotta go to San Francisco
Above the blue and the windy, windy, windy, windy sea
When I come home to you, baby, San Francisco
Your golden sun has got to, got to shine for me
Lord, help me

When I come home to you baby
San Francisco
Oh you're golden sun has got to, got to, got to, got to
Shine for me, Lord help me!
I believe that it will
I can hear my train callin'
I can hear my train callin'
Oh!