Holding on, holding on to your clothing
Holding on, holding on to our story
Remember the time in San Francisco
With me be your side in San Francisco
You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes
My dear, my dear
You know it 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, holding on to your body
Holding on, holding on to this feeling
We’ll drive all night to San Fracisco
Our happiest time in San Francisco
You know that I’m right, and there’s reasons why
My dear,my dear
You know it 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 my first
But, you were my first love