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)