THE ARCADE FIRE - COLD WIND lyrics

rate me

In the middle of the summer

I'm not sleeping

Cold wind blowing

In the middle of the night they

Try to find me but I'm still driving

If you're going to San Francisco

Lay some flowers on the grave stone

There's music on the station but I'm just listening to cold wind whistling

And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind

cold, cold wind blowing

cold wind blowing

Hey Hey Hey

Something ain't right

Something ain't right

And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind

Cold, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing,

cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing