Sweater Weather

Sweater Weather - Slaves

All I am is a man

I want the world in my hands

Hate the beach but I stand

In California with my toes in the sand

Use the sleeves of my sweater

Have an adventure

Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered

Touch my neck I'll touch yours

You in those little high waisted shorts

She knows what I think about

What I think about

One love two mouths

One love one house

No shirt no blouse

Just us find out

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

I may just take your breath away

I don't mind if there's not much to say

Sometimes the silence guides our minds

To move to a place so far away

The goosebumps start raise

The minute that my left hand meets your waist

And then I watched your face

Causes you love the taste yeah

These hearts adore

All the other beats heart 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 that I really wanna tell you about

No no

'Cause it's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

'Cause it's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

It's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

'Cause it's too cold

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater