作词 : Robin Jackson
 作曲 : Robin Jackson
We sat there at the cafe
Up on Telegraph Hill
The margaritas showed no mercy
Love couldn't foot the bill
Your words were like the barrel of a smoking gun
I knew right then that this trip was done
We took our tears onto the grass
Outside of St. Peter's church
On that holy day in February
When my faith turned for the worse
And the mariachi band played in the rain
And no amount of prayers will cease the pain
Saint Valentine
I think you broke your promise
This wasn't quite the deal we had made
Now I'm out on a line
lost my heart in San Francisco
And your tears are pouring down on my parade

We walked on through the city
The painted ladies they took pity
On this funeral march of many
Why did you have to look so pretty?
And the wind won't change the waning of the moon
Acceptance is a quiet, empty room
In a crack down in the pavement
I picked you a broken flower
And the barker and the anchorman
Sang a dirge outside Coit Tower
And Valentine, why is love so hard to keep?
The ghost of your kiss burns me in my sleep
Saint Valentine
I think you broke your promise
This wasn't quite the deal we had made
Now I'm out on a line
lost my heart in San Francisco
Your tears are pouring down on my parade

Once we were close friends
Now wearing the clothes of strangers
And the streetcar is full of lonely drunks
And I didn’t see the danger
of letting you so far back in
And the moon over the mission is growing thin
I held your hand as we walked to Dolores Park
And reached our final rites within the dark
And we watched the silent fog roll into the bay
And said goodbye to Valentine’s Day
We said goodbye to Valentine’s Day