San Francisco - THE DRIVER ERA

Holding on, I’m holding on to your clothing

Holding on, I’m holding on to our story

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 we’ve suffocated our love

You really didn’t do a thing wrong

Now I am superstitious of love

And baby, we overplayed our song

Holding on, I’m holding on to your body

To your body, to your

Holding on, I’m holding on to this feeling

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

You know we’ve suffocated our love

You really didn’t do a thing wrong

Now I am superstitious of love

And baby, we overplayed our song

Overplayed our song

You weren’t the first but you were my first love, love, love, love, love