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...[start]../song/8/8256.MID[stop]