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
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,