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 |
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 and now |
So 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's not |
Much to say |
Sometimes the silence guides |
Our minds |
So move to a place so far away |
The goose bumps 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 to taste, yeah |
These hearts adore |
Everyone the other beats |
Hardest for |
Inside this place is warm |
Outside it starts to pour |
Coming down |
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, no, no |
'Cause it's too cold |
For you here and now |
So let me hold |
Both your hands in the holes |
Of my sweater |
'Cause it's too cold |
For you here and now |
So let me hold |
Both your hands in the holes |
Of my sweater |
Whoa |
Bridge: |
Whoa, whoa whoa |
Whoa, whoa whoa |
Whoa, whoa |
Whoa, whoa whoa |
Whoa, whoa |
'Cause it's too cold |
For you here and now |
So let me hold |
Both your hands in the holes |
Of my sweater |
It's too cold |
For you here and now |
So let me hold |
Both your hands in the holes |
Of my sweater |
Bridge: |
x2 |
And it's too cold |
It's too cold |
The holes of my sweater |
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