[00:15.822] Looking back, to San Francisco[00:22.425] Wearing my blue Chinese dress[00:29.829] A yellow jacket with padded shoulders[00:36.994] Smoking Sobranie cigarettes[00:43.868] Four o'clock and the fog comes in[00:50.021] We all remember the sea[00:57.439] For several seconds our sins are forgiven[01:05.266] Mine against you, yours against me[01:12.350] Don't wait for me and don't be sorry[01:18.818] Forget all the letters we wrote[01:25.499] Leave to the foghorns our lonesome story[01:33.189] Let them sustain the heavy note[01:54.234] We order another margarita[02:00.462] Sipping it slow by the window[02:08.361] Nobody needs an Indian teacher[02:15.288] All they need is San Francisco[02:22.749] For we are driving most carefully home[02:29.180] Down roads that are floating and veiled[02:36.802] The Golden Gate,[02:38.667] It's still gold,[02:40.637] It's still great[02:44.097] Nobody's drunk[02:48.723] Nothing has failed