I Left My Heart In San Francisco

The love liness of Paris seems some how sadly gay The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and for gotten 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 half way 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