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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 we don't wanna tell you about, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here right 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 it's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides our minds to 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 the 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 right 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, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa... 'Cause it's too cold For you here right now So let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater It's too cold For you here right now Let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater And it's too cold, It's too cold, The holes of my sweater...
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
Sweater Weather
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 we don't wanna tell you about, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here right 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 it's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides our minds to 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 the 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 right 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, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa... Whoa, whoa... 'Cause it's too cold For you here right now So let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater It's too cold For you here right now Let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater And it's too cold, It's too cold, The holes of my sweater...
This song is so beautiful..."Sweater Weather" by The Neighbourhood. ♫
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
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