Rachelle Ann Go

 





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 callin' you sayin'

Hey I got a lotta 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 watchin' you now with a whole lotta 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



Oh, 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, ah could you make it

into something that fits into your very pretty head



Just tryin' to write it down while I still remember

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 gotta whole lotta love to give