Sweater Weather
All I am is a manI want the world in my handsI hate the beachBut I stand in california with my toes in the sandUse the sleeves on my sweaterLets have an adventureHead in the clouds but my gravity centredTouch my neck and I'll touch yoursYou in those little high waisted shorts
She knows what I think aboutAnd what I think aboutOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirts, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing I really wanna tell you about noCos it's too coldFor you hereAnd nowSo let me holdBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater
And if I may just take your breath awayI don't mind if there's not much to saySometimes the silence guides your mindSo move to a place so far awayThe goosebumps start raceThe minute that my left hand meets your waistAnd then I watched your facePut my finger on your tongueCos you love to taste yeahThese hearts adoreEveryone that our heart's beating forInside this place is warmOutside it starts to pour
Coming downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirts, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing I really wanna tell you aboutNo noCos it's too coldFor you hereAnd nowSo let me holdBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater
Cos it's too coldFor you hereAnd nowSo let me holdBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater
Cos it's too coldFor you hereAnd nowSo let me holdBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater
It's too coldFor you hereAnd nowSo let me holdBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater
It's too cold, it's too coldThe hands of my sweater...