San Francisco Nights letra

I’m not proud, but I ‘aint ashamed.
I am guilty as charged, but I cant be blamed.
Wouldn’t you be just like me if you’d seen the dark times I have seen?
So much company. Still so lonely.
San francisco nights are cold.
We are all growing old, we are all growing old.
And I don’t see an end to this road.
Will I ever get back home? Don’t think ill make it home.
I’m awake, but I shouldn’t be.
Its been ages since a solid goodnights sleep

See I started counting bottles instead of sheep
And when I finally go down, its way too deep.
And I don’t even dream.
Sure, I don’t know why I wake up and scream.
San francisco nights are cold.
We are all growing old, we are all growing old.
And I don’t see an end to this road

Will I ever get back home? I don’t think I’ll make it home.
Theres too much love I think that must be hate.
And theres no healthy to decipher it.
And I know that you think I'm so kind of gem.
But I think I'm cut from the cloth of evil men.
So you best get yourself away while you still love me,
Cause you’ll hate me if you stay

San francisco nights are cold.
We are all growing old, we are all growing old.
I don’t see an end to this road.
Will I ever get back home? Don’t think I’ll make it home.
San francisco nights are cold.
We are all growing old, we are all growing old.
And I don’t see an end to this road
Will I ever get back home. Non’t think ill make it home. no.

John Gallagher Jr - Letras

• Brittle Bones
• Curtains
• Dont Fix It
• Everybody Loves You
• Fan Letter
• Gone, Sorry
• Home For The Holidays
• Imagine If
• Indifference and After Dinner Mints
• Lady Liberties Blues
• My Summer With Annie
• San Francisco Nights
• Sarasota Someone
• Suburban Girl
• Waiting At The Bus Stop
• Wurlitzer in Space