[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