Headed north to San Francisco Wild horses in my head See her looking out the window Will she bring roses when I'm dead
Do I love her for her beauty? Do I love her she makes me smile? Do I love her cause it's my duty? But I guess we'll never really know I guess we'll never really know Will we ever really know? Ah la la la la la la la Really know
Headed north to San Francisco Wild horses in my head See her looking out the window Will she bring roses when I'm dead Will she bring roses when I'm dead Ah la la la la la la la Ah la la la la la la la
