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Up in San Francisco where the
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forest meets the bridge I
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thought I saw you standing there and
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then you fell into the well
But that was many years ago
And I am so much older now
My brother is a soldier now
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I can't see him anyhow a
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hilltop in the wind
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And you, swimming uptide, or just
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tuning into radio stations
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I left my love in San Francisco
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That's okay, I was bored anyway.
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I left my love in the room
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That's okay, I was born in L.A.
I left my love in San Francisco.
That's okay, I was bored anyway.
I left my love in a field.
That's okay, I was born in L.A.
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And we were standing on this hill.
Jesus came from Israel.
Eyes above a sacred cow
So not to wake a sparrow splashing
But that was many years from now and
I hope from here on out
I always seem to want to shout
Your eyes are like a cup of tea
Ascending to the sun with me.
You swimming upstream, or just
Or just tuning into the new sensations
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I was broken, you were broken
I left my love in San Francisco.
That's okay, I was bored anyway.
I left my love in the room.
That's okay, I was born in L.A.
I left my love in San Francisco.
That's okay, I was bored anyway.
I left my love in a field.
That's okay, I was born in L.A.
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