San Francisco

Lyrics: Aldous Harding Music: Aldous Harding I lost my head in San Francisco You begged me not to drink alone I run the bridge while you are sleeping I beat down her silver stitch Salt over my skin Watching the canyon Cream over berries Wings of migration Wait for the taxi Curls relaxing Can only brace when Jeremy drives As for him – he's coming down Folsom As for him – he's counting down Folsom I sit up straight in isolation I ask for the things I need You laugh at me for keeping feathers But you don't see helping down the naked owl Baby, I know who I am What is the change to save me? Big hovering star Maybe it's the change to save me As for him – coming down Folsom As for him – he's coming down Folsom As for him – counting down Folsom Why wouldn't I wanna meet you? Why wouldn't I wanna hold ya? Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I? Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold ya? Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? I've never been a believer I don't cry when I'm told I've never been a believer Why wouldn't I
? Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold ya? Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold? Oh why?