I Left My Heart In San Francisco

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.

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.