Sweater Weather

And 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 it's too cold for you here
 And now, hold
 Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
 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
 To move to a place so far away
 The goosebumps 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 the taste, yeah
 And these hearts adore
 Everyone the other beats hardest for
 Inside this place is warm
 Outside it starts to pour
 Comin' 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
 And it's too cold for you here
 And now, so let me hold
 Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
 And it's too cold for you here
 And now, so let me hold
 Both your hands in the holes of my sweater