the loveliness of paris seems somehow sadly gay the glory that was rome is of another day i ve been terribly alone and forgotten 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 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 
['adult standards', 'easy listening', 'lounge', 'torch song', 'vocal jazz']