San Francisco

Holding on, I'm holding on to your clothing Holding on, I'm holding on to our story (Oh) remember the time In San Francisco With me by your side In San Francisco You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes My dear, my dear You know it suffocated our love You really didn't do a thing wrong Now I am superstitious of love And baby, we overplayed our song Our song, oh Ah, yeah, yeah Holding on, I'm holding on to your body (To, to your body, to, to your) Holding on, I'm holding on to this feeling (feeling) Ooh And we'll drive all night To San Francisco Our happiest time In San Francisco You know that I'm right, and there's reasons why My dear (my dear), my dear You know it suffocated our love You really didn't do a thing wrong Now I am superstitious of love And baby, we overplayed our song Yeah, yeah Overplayed our song Aah, yeah Yeah, yeah You weren't my first But, you were my first love (love, love, love, love)