Sweater Weather

And all I am is a man I want the world in the palm of my hands I hate the beach But here I stand in California with my toes in the sand

Now put your hands in 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 what I think about And what I think about One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no

'Cause it's too cold For you here So now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there ain't much to say Sometimes the silence guides a mind To move to a place so far away

The goosebumps start to raise Every minute that my hand meets your waist And then I watch your face Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah

These hearts adore, everyone the other beats hardest for Inside this place is warm Outside, it starts to pour

She knows what I think about And what I think about One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no

'Cause it's too cold For you here So now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Cold For you here So now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater