SAN DIEGO
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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
