Said goodbye, San Francisco Got to go, Arizona Said why'd you leave me, Denver I don't even have a chance Guess Ohio's got my number Rhode Island's got my name Snap, the wood makes you dance The music's in its chamber The door is locked and sealed The weight is on your shoulders The past is at your heel Guess the plight is in your fancy When you rip out though the door The rest is how you feel We're not gonna take it out to the farm, lest you leave The rest is how you make it Gentle as the sun come up in the mornin' As the moon goes out this evenin' Open the shade The night time's gone away You'll have my love if you say I dreamed a fellow took your arm Led you to his ??? I woke up shattered in the night Frozen feelings up on their way A shaking hand in me today I left the San Francisco Bay I dreamed a dream that wasn't right