i lost my heart in san francisco years ago i've been back to search but the curse is getting worse don't you know that the hardest blow to take is the one that you don't really know, is around the corner and ready to floor you, it looms and it goads
and we'll find some piece of mind from the shadows and i know that we could climb just to pass the time like the heroes, who stand up in their prime lost but still they shine
i was solo and alfresco years ago and i fan the flames that keep me burning don't you know that i'm finding it harder still climbing up to this hill without you clinging on, don't open the wounds that scarred you it just makes things harder to prove where you're from