I wanna go back to that San Francisco house
I need an encounter in the outside world to remind me what it’s all about
I get so down, feeling suffocated in my hometown
So maybe good old friends and the coastal air can set me back on solid ground

We can bum around Japantown or stay in and shoot the shit all night
Either way, it’s what I need to put my head back on right, and now I
I wanna go back

I wanna stay up till the fire dies down, and watch the sun rise
The night was young, and you were holding court, but somehow, I caught your eye
I played guitar, you sang along to every line
Like we had known each other forever, I hadn’t felt like that in a long time

In that harsh daylight, I could see you would not be the one for me
I can’t hit the stuff that hard, but we’ll always have that night in the backyard, and I
I wanna go back
Let’s go!

I wanna go back, but I don’t think that I can stay
My obligations run through my head, but I’ll return again someday
I don’t think I’m cut out to hustle like a supernova star
If I ever drive its winding streets, I know I’m crashing my fucking car

But if I’m ever feeling short, I know what lies two hours north
A Clipper scan, a couch to crash, the day will come when I’ll be back
I’m coming back
I wanna go back