i left my heart in fran-san-cisco.

hello all! i'm in my lovable ernest's house, and while he's occupying himself with looking for fiona xie's picture in his st. hilda's yearbook, i am entertaining myself by blogging about him doing just that.

who can say my life isn't fulfilling?

i left my heart in fran-san-cisco;

high on a hill it calls to me.

to be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars.

the morning fog may chill the air, i don't care.

my love waits there in san francisco,

above the blue and windy sea,

when i come home to you,

san francisco,

your golden sun will shine for me.

i love you baby.

no, i won't write what you just said because it's so cheesy.

but i love you.