The Lucksmiths - The Chapter in Your Life Entitled San Francisco lyrics

Is it April yet? I forget sometimes how slowly summer pa**es You disappeared into Departures Only half a year ago It seems like so much more, you know I went a fortnight without so much as an email Then a postcard scant of detail In which you wished me all the best From the non-specific north west Should it one day come to pa** That you sit down to your memoirs Where will this go? The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco Are you warm enough? I remember how the fog comes off the water And the days are ever shorter And I worry you'll be cold Or have you found someone to hold? I spent the summer with the curtains drawn against it Counting all the nights you've wasted Under unfamiliar stars Should it one day come to pa** That you sit down to your memoirs Where will this go? The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco Are you ever coming clean? Or will I never know the meaning Of the lines you scribbled out So that I couldn't read between? Are you ever coming home? Or should I learn to do without you? Should it one day come to pa** That you sit down to your memoirs Where will this go? The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco