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. Then 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 fran. 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