… Read Full Bio ↴Blossom Dearie (1924-2009) was an American jazz singer and pianist.
Born on 28th April 1924 in East Durham, New York, of mixed Scottish and Norwegian ancestry, Dearie began her career in vocal groups in New York. In the early 1950s she moved to Paris, forming her own vocal group, The Blue Stars, later to become the Swingle Singers.
After signing to Verve, Dearie returned to the U.S. where, despite developing a successful career and achieving international fame, by 1974 the lack of interest from major labels led her to start her own label, Daffodil Records. She continued performing into her eighties.
Blossom Dearie died on 7th February 2009, at her apartment in Greenwich Village, New York City
I Left My Heart in San Francisco
Blossom Dearie Lyrics
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High on a hill it calls to me
to be where little cable cars
climb halfway to the stars!
The morning fog may chill the air,
I don't care!
My love waits there in San Francisco,
above the blue and windy sea.
your golden sun will shine for me!
I left my heart in San Francisco.
High on a hill it calls to me
to be where little cable cars
climb halfway to the stars!
The morning fog may chill the air,
I don't care!
My love waits there in San Francisco,
above the blue and windy sea.
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
your golden sun will shine for me!
In "I Left My Heart in San Francisco," Blossom Dearie sings about the euphoric feeling of leaving behind one's heart and soul in the charming city of San Francisco. She describes the iconic hills that are emblematic of the city, asserting that her heart yearns to be where the little cable-driven cars ascend halfway to the stars. Even though the morning fog can be biting, she perceives that it is inconsequential because her love is in San Francisco above the blue and windy sea. She sings that when she returns to San Francisco, the sun will shine brightly for her because she has left a piece of herself there.
Through its lyrics, "I Left My Heart in San Francisco" paints a picture of an idyllic and nostalgic San Francisco. It speaks of a city that is charming, compelling, and stirs emotions. Dearie’s voice evokes feelings of reminiscence, longing, and romance as she sings of the city that forever captured a piece of her heart.
Line by Line Meaning
I left my heart in San Francisco.
My deep affections and attachments are forever with the city of San Francisco.
High on a hill it calls to me
The city's landscape and beauty is captivating and draws me in.
to be where little cable cars
I yearn to reside in a place where even the smallest of details like cable cars can offer unique experiences.
climb halfway to the stars!
The city offers a sense of wonder and adventure that reaches beyond what is normally fathomable or attainable.
The morning fog may chill the air,
Although the weather can be unpleasant at times, it is not enough to deter me from my attachment to the city.
I don't care!
Nothing will change my feelings and desire to be in San Francisco.
My love waits there in San Francisco,
My significant other or some other important person in my life is located in San Francisco.
above the blue and windy sea.
San Francisco's location near the ocean only adds to its charm and appeal.
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
When I return to San Francisco after being away, I feel a sense of comfort and belonging.
your golden sun will shine for me!
The city's beauty and warmth will continue to welcome and embrace me every time I return.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DOUGLAS CROSS, GEORGE CORY
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Heather Collins
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