Sad in San Francisco

It's the first time in a long time I haven't worn all black I put on those baby blue jeans You used to like Oh, I thought you'd be proud of me For trying something new Funny how I'm older now And still looking for you I still catch myself With something to tell you Oh, I do I still do I'm sad in San Francisco Crying in the middle of the street Everybody keeps on walking Like this isn't happening to me I'm sad in San Francisco Ooh, I don't know what to do With all the things I still would tell you Oh— I still would tell you We used to talk about nothing Every single day Now I stand there saying everything To your name on a grave Oh, people say it gets easier Maybe that's true But where do I put all this love When I can't give it to you? Oh Tell me what I do I still catch myself With something to tell you Oh, I do I still do I'm sad in San Francisco Crying in the middle of the street Everybody keeps on walking Like this isn't happening to me I'm sad in San Francisco Ooh, I don't know what to do With all this love I can't give to you Oh— I still would tell you Everything Everything I thought you'd be proud of me Oh I hope you would I hope you would