By the bay
The wind is blowing,
On the pier
The pace is slowing.
The ruby sky
Leads into night.
The rolling hills,
The evening chill, 
It all feels right.

I fell in love in San Francisco,
Golden lights upon the bay.
I fell in love in San Francisco,
There is nowhere else
I could ever feel this way.

Through the bridge
The fog is blowing,
By the peaks
The moon is glowing.
The vista by
Marina lights.
The cable cars,
The twilight stars,
It all feels right.