I left my heart in San Francisco. High on a hill it calls to me To be where little cable cars Climb halfway to the stars! The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care! My love waits there in San Francisco, Above the blue and windy sea. When I come home to you, San Francisco, Your golden sun will shine for me! I left my heart in San Francisco. High on a hill it calls to me To be where little cable cars Climb halfway to the stars! The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care! My love waits there in San Francisco, Above the blue and windy sea. When I come home to you, San Francisco,