Something about a girl, with flowers in her hair
a smile on her face and a breeze in the air
Oh sweet summer sun, took my girl away
My one and only, now you'll pay
Goodnight, San Francisco
The man in the mirror has his eyes open wide
seeing for the very first time
Searching for something he lost long ago
In the way she smiles, he'll find it, he'll know
Pick up the ashes of your soul
close your eyes, winter and its getting cold
You were never meant to see this day
And if I only had my way, summer sun,
I'd take it all back
So Goodnight, San Francisco
The man in the mirror has his eyes open wide
seeing for the very first time
Searching for something he lost long ago
In the way she smiles, he'll find it, he'll know
The flowers in her hair, summer sun on her face
Summer sun took my girl away, I didn't give chase
but I should have, oh yes, I should have
because she was everything in the world to me
My Kara, my girl
Summer sun took it all away
My Kara, my girl
I'll find a way to get it back, I will
Even if the train takes me to New York
Or if I have to take a pill, I will, I will
Summer sun took my girl away, hey
Oh, so have a good night, San Francisco
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Songs and Stuff
PoetrySo most of the songs I write are fairly alternative with somewhat ambiguous lyrics, just a warning.
