The loveliness of Paris
Seems somehow sadly gray
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 fill the air
Oh, 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
