(James Harris III Terry Lewis). Driving down. From the Highland Line. We'd done some gigs. On the Clyde of the Tyne. They flew us in. From a Hamburg strip. The taste of Dusseldorf. Still on our lips. And on the bus. There's a friend of mine. We go way back. To the scene of the crime. Sit up front. And share a cigarette. And try to remember. What we tried to forget. He said "do you remember". He said "do you recall". I said "Yeah I remember. Oh I remember it all". *Everytime the cold wind blows. Everytime I hear the sound. Late night trains. Shuntin' down by the river. I remember Windy Town. We've come so far. And we moved so fast. Makin' haste. See it all grow past. Round the world. And around again. Up and down. On that gravy train. ** Everytime the cold wind blows. Everytime I hear the sound. East coast crosswinds. On the cold wet stone. I remember Windy Town. I've seen it all before. The freezing corners. And the empty streets. The burning passion. And the cold wet feet. Three tricky miles home every night. Dodging from the shadows. Underneath the overlights. Nocard for kissin'. And nowhere to go. 'Cept inside each other. And I love you so. I held your face. As you shivered in the rain. Girl I'll ALLWAYAS LOVE YOU. AND IÂ´LL love you again. Oh everytime yeah everytime. (*Repeat). (** Repeat). There it goes there it goes. Windy Town.