Sweater Weather

And all I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beach but I stand In California with my toes in the sand Use the sleeves of my sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered Touch my neck and I'll touch yours You in those little high waisted shorts, oh She knows what I think about What I think about One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you found out (Just us, you found out) 'Cause it's too co-o-old for you here And now, so let me ho-o-old Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 'Cause it's too co-o-old for you here And now, so let me ho-o-old Both your hands in the holes of my sweater And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides a mind To move to a place so far away The goosebumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your waist And then I watch your face Put my finger on your tongue 'Cause you love the taste, yeah These hearts adore Everyone the other beats hardest for Inside this place is warm Outside it starts to pour Comie down One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you found out (Just us, you found out) ('Cause it's too co-o-old for you here) 'Cause it's too co-o-old for you here And now, so let me ho-o-old Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 'Cause it's too co-o-old for you here And now, so let me ho-o-old Both your hands in the holes of my sweater (Holes of my sweater) (The holes of my sweater)