Lyrics The Driver Era – San Francisco
Text:
Holding on, I’m holding on to your clothing
Holding on, I’m holding on to our story
Remember the time in San Francisco
With me by your side in San Francisco
You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes, my dear, my dear
You know we’ve 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, I’m holding on to your body
To your body, to your
Holding on, I’m holding on to this feeling
And we’ll drive all night to San Francisco
Our happiest time in San Francisco
You know that I’m right and there’s reasons why, my dear, my dear
You know we’ve 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 the first but you were my first love, love, love, love, love
