All in all 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 centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh
She knows I think about her
When I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I really wanna tell you about, no
'Cause it's too cold for you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
And if I must 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 centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh
She knows I think about her
When I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I really wanna tell you about, no
'Cause it's too cold for you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
And all is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
