Intro :     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 go to San Francisco Lay some flowers on the gravestone   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 ohh..Hey hey hey !         Something ain't right     Something ain't right (Hey hey hey !) And if they ever find me Tell the papers, cold wind, cold wind Cold... cold wind blowing.. cold wind blowing cold wind blowing  (x3)