How can you live in San Francisco?
How can you live beside the sea?
How can you live beside the rail lines,
in a city that's too phony?
How can you see through the silver lining,
when all the foggy streets have made you doubt?
How can you find friends when there is nobody
left to tear your pages out?
I'll find a way
When there's nothing else to lose
I'll find a way out
Cause nothing is lost
I'll find a way
If there's nothing else prove,
how can you forget my blues?
I'll find a way
When there's nothing else to lose
I'll find a way out
Cause nothing is lost
I'll find a way
If there's nothing else prove,
how can you forget my blues?
How can you live in San Francisco?
How can you live beside the sea?
How can you live beside the rail lines,
Miles and miles apart from me?