Somewhere on these streets
I’m gonna find him
I need to find him
Just beyond my reach
Gonna remind him
Of who I used to be
San Francisco
What do you hold for me
San Francisco
He’s got a hold on me
San Francisco
Why did I let him go
I was wrong
Seems so long ago
So long ago
Somewhere on these streets
I’m gonna find him
I’m gonna find him
Just beyond my reach
Gonna remind him
Of what he means to me
Technicolor, why do I pretend
I never lost him
Pretending it all worked out in
the end
But on this corner here in the
light of day
There’s no director
No actor to read lines, tell lies
Or play this game
Where did it go
Is it too late
Am I too late
How will he know
That I’ve changed my ways
And I’m not the same
Will he take me back
Somewhere on these streets
I’m gonna find him
I need to find him
Just beyond my reach
Gonna remind him
Of who we used to be
San Francisco
What do you hold for me
San Francisco
He’s got a hold on me….
