I'm watching the rain clouds in the sky roll in I'm sick of these red pills, sick of the dealer's grin Daniel, Daniel, by the bonfires On the telephone wire She's calling you, saying, hey, I got a lot of love to give You walked up to me and said did I make a mistake I feel so naked I could use a twist of fate There's a sermon that I heard the other day Confused me so I looked the other way I'm watching you now with a whole lot of love to give I'm half crazy, eyes are heavy If I can't be with you I would much rather be very dead Please don't break it, could you make it Into something that fits into your very pretty head? I'm half crazy, eyes are heavy If I can't be with you I would much rather be very dead Please don't break it, could you make it Into something that fits into your very pretty head? Just trying to write it down while I still remember it The winds are cold but not yet, it's not yet December Fireballs bursting in the sky Wasaga Beach, first of July You said to me, hey, I got a whole lotta love to give