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