San Francisco The Teskey Brothers

I’ve been waiting in San Francisco
To know you still care
Don’t let that white bird fly
Then I know you won’t be there
I’ll be sitting by my phone
Waiting for you to call
But I feel those winds have stopped now
Round our words we built a wall
I hope one day that wind will blow
Warm on my face
And you ride down upon it
With steel wings and open lace
I just hope one day you will land
Back on that doldrums shore in love I stand
We can break down that yellow stonewall
And let our words sail on the wind again

I’ve been waiting in San Francisco
To know you still care
Don’t let that white bird fly
Then I know you won’t be there

I won’t ask for your forgiveness
As it floats in the wind
I’ll let the light bring it
As it shines down on me
But before I feel that sunlight
Warm upon my face
I’ll be cold inside
And my words will lose pride
As the sun sets its place
My words will be frozen
As they float across the sea
Only your warmth will melt them
For you to hear me