San Francisco morning
A woman's curves, a flawless sky
Your tangled streets and stories
A mythic home for gods and common lives

You're a monumental, sometimes magic, world they call a town
An old romance I can't forget, you haunt me even now

Vintage strings of streetlights
A great parade of foreign smiles
Your peeling, painted lady
Rooftops weaving down for miles and miles

You're a monumental, sometimes magic, world they call a town
An old romance I can't forget, you haunt me even now

There's a wall by the shore where the white waters roar that's calling
And the sand dollars land like a message in the sand ma kara li?
And if the spray on your rocks and your dark sandy thoughts never swayed me,
Then the smell of a life that I left, that I loved, makes me crazy