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)