i woke up in the morning fog and i turned my bus around san francisco is the way i feel when i wander in your town though the river wasn t strong enough i could stop it berkeley dreaming every summer its the last time that i ll ever see her and i know it wore with every letter i can t steal it i chased her all around that lake like i knew that you weren t mine to take but i thought i d try it anyway can t you see it but i can never dream crissy field and the undertow if could shake it would you know i could never fall asleep again from your town and tide below i can feel it in my bones i m on your pavement chasin what i thought was mine all along i never saw the light but i tried it just for one more night i can steal it i can never dream