[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
Early in the morning when you tying up your hair
Ill be in the other room making money like Bill Gates
Dylan Ross saves the day, easy talk neurotic plagued
Made on the third day, and forgotten by the eighth
Not as happy as I'd like to say
But still I would rather be a cast away then just hide away
In the jungle all alone, one in the jungle all alone
In the jungle palace that I call my home
Since '91, been in my zone riding my own wave
When it crashes I'll fall inside it
I promise to be attentive and emotionally undivided
To a certain inner self mindfulness

[Hook]
Its the winter of love
I could give you all my love
Its the winter of love
I could give you all my love
Its the winter of love
I could give you all my love
Its the winter of love
I could give you all my love