SAN DIEGO -

I knocked on your bedroom door

And waited for you to answer

I bought you a crimson rose

Smelled just like you did

I smiled at the view outside

And stood in your empty driveway

Could tell that something was wrong

Little did I know

My time there was running short

Your kisses were my ambrosia

They melted into my skin

«Darling, I love you»

It’s awful that I must go

It’s awful we have to part now

'Cause I left my beating heart

In San Diego