San Francisco Lyrics

I got some money and found myself a car
I headed north across the boulevard
On my own...

Paul Simon and his friend
Singing something about Ms Robinson
On the radio...

And I'm going home
And I'm going home

But I won't know where I'm going till I get there
You know I wish you felt the same
And maybe I'll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name

My jeans are too tight and my hair is too long
You look at me like I'm a vagabond
Well, maybe I am

The sun's going down and the lights come on
I'll keep driving until the day is done
On the 101

And I'm going home
And I'm going home

But I won't know where I'm going till I get there
You know I wish you felt the same
And maybe I'll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name

And I won't know where I'm going till I get there
You know I wish you felt the same
And maybe I'll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name

And I won't know where I'm going till I get there
You know I wish you felt the same
And maybe I'll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name

I can hear her calling out my name