I'm back in San Francisco, but you're not here The mission is missing you, baby And it's not clear what I'm supposed to do So many people, but none of them you I can't pretend to like these fools (like these fools) ♪ And I usually wear my heart on my sleeve Now I got just a chip on my shoulder How much this city's changed makes me feel so much older I got no business here without you, dear, I And I can't find nothing sacred And they've taken my, my baby Whoa, oh (my baby) (My baby, my baby) Driving past our old house, and out on the clothes line I see someone else's blouses blowing But none of them are mine What am I supposed to do? I only moved to this city for you This got me feeling like a fool And I usually wear my heart on my sleeve Now I got just a chip on my shoulder How much this city's changed makes me feel so much older I got no business here without you, dear, I And I can't find nothing sacred And they've taken my, my baby My baby (oh) (My baby, oh my, my baby)