Sweater weather/ James Harris

It's to cold for you hereAnd now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweaterAll I am is a man

[Verse 2]I want the world in my handsI hate the beachBut I stand in California with my toes in the sandUse the sleeves of my sweaterLets have an adventureHead in the clouds but my gravity's centered

[Verse 3]Touch my neck and I'll touch yoursYou in those little high waisted shortsOhShe knows what I think aboutAnd what I think aboutOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirts, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, noCause it's too cold whoaFor you hereAnd now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

[Verse 4]And if I may just take your breath awayI don't mind if there's not much to saySometimes the silence guides your mindSo move to a place so far awayThe goose bumps start to raiseThe minute that my left hand meets your waistAnd then I watched your facePut my finger on your tongueCause you love to taste, yeahThese hearts adoreEveryone the other beats hardest for

[Verse 5]Inside this place is warmOutside it starts to pourComing downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirts, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing I really wanna tell you aboutNo no no...Cause it's too cold whoaFor you hereAnd now

[Verse 6]So let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweaterWhoa, whoa, the holes of my sweaterWhoa, whoa, the holes of my sweaterWhoa, whoa, the holes of my sweaterWhoa, whoa, the holes of my sweater'Cause it's too cold whoaFor you here

[Verse 7]And nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweaterComing downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirts, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing I really wanna tell you about, noThe holes of my sweater