Vanessa Carlton San Francisco

I, I know what you did

Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss

Love, is dancing on my finger

He got to the heart of the matter and lingered

Now I’m walking with the living

I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling

We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco

We’re back and you tell me I’m home

Talking in the Mission

Over coffee this is my utopia

Man, I’ll be your lady

As the ocean rises, the sun is fading

We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco

We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco

We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco

And now I feel the ever after

Over red wine on the eve of summer

The buzz, the buzz of the city

As we settle in it’s majesty

I, I know what you did

Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss

We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco

We’re back and you tell me I’m home

You tell me I am home

You tell me I am home

You tell me I am home

Back in San Francisco

And I know what you did in San Francisco

I know what you did in San Francisco

San Francisco