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 on 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 I really wanna tell you about, no
Cause it s too cold who-oa
For you here
And now
So let me hold who-oa
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 your mind
So move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to race
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watched your face
Put my finger on your tongue
Cause you love to taste yeah
These hearts adore
Everyone the other beat hard is 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 I really wanna tell you about
No no no!
Cause it s too cold who-oa
For you here
And now
So let me hold who-oa
Both your hands in (the holes of my sweater)
Cause it s too cold who-oa
For you here
And now
So let me hold who-oa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater, whoa-oh
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Cause it s too cold who-oa
For you here
And now
So let me hold who-oa
Both your hands in (the holes of my sweater)
Cause it s too cold who-oa
For you here
And now
Let me hold who-oa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
It s too cold, it s too coold
The holes of my sweater
