Текст песни Back in San Francisco - Reconsideration Version - Emily Afton

I'm back in San Francisco, but you're not here
The mission is missing you, baby
And it's not clear what I'm supposed to do
So many people, but none of them you
I can't pretend to like these fools (like these fools)

And I usually wear my heart on my sleeve
Now I got just a chip on my shoulder
How much this city's changed makes me feel so much older
I got no business here without you, dear, I
And I can't find nothing sacred
And they've taken my, my baby

Whoa, oh (my baby)
(My baby, my baby)

Driving past our old house, and out on the clothes line
I see someone else's blouses blowing
But none of them are mine
What am I supposed to do?
I only moved to this city for you
This got me feeling like a fool

And I usually wear my heart on my sleeve
Now I got just a chip on my shoulder
How much this city's changed makes me feel so much older
I got no business here without you, dear, I
And I can't find nothing sacred
And they've taken my, my baby
My baby (oh)

(My baby, oh my, my baby)