San Francisco

Up in San Francisco where the forest meets the bridge
I thought I saw you standing there
And then you fell into the well
But that was many years ago
And I am so much older now
My brother is a soldier now
I can’t seel him anyhow, a hilltop in the wind
And you, swimming up tide or just tuning in radio stations
I left my love in San Francisco (that's okay, I was bored anyway)
I left my love in the room (that's okay, I was born in L.A.)
I left my love in San Francisco (that's okay, I was bored anyway)
I left my love in a field (that's okay, I was born in L.A.)
And we were stating on this hill that Jesus came from Israel
Eyes above a sacred cow
So not to wake a sparrow splashing
But that was many years from now
And I hope from here on out
I always seem to want to shout
«Your eyes are like a cup of tea
Ascend into the sun with me»
You, swimming upstream or just tuning in to the new sensations
I was broken, you were okay
I left my love in San Francisco (that's okay, I was bored anyway)
I left my love in the room (that's okay, I was born in L.A.)
I left my love in San Francisco (that's okay, I was bored anyway)
I left my love in a field (that's okay, I was born in L.A.)