The Neighbourhood - Sweater Weather

All I am is a manI want the world in my handsI hate the beachBut I stand in California with my toes in the sand

Use the sleeves of my sweaterLet's have an adventureHead in the clouds but my gravity's centeredTouch my neck and I'll touch yoursYou in those little high waisted shorts, oh

She knows what I think aboutAnd what I think aboutOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing that wouldn't wanna tell you about no

'Cause it's too cold whoaFor you here and nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater

And if I may just take your breath awayI don't mind if there's not much to saySometimes the silence guides our minds toSo move to a place so far away

The goosebumps start to raiseThe minute that my left hand meets your waistAnd then I watch your facePut my finger on your tongue'Cause you love the taste yeah

These hearts adore,Every other beat the other one beats forInside this place is warmOutside it starts to pour

Coming downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you find outNothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no no

'Cause it's too cold whoaFor you hereAnd nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater

'Cause it's too cold whoaFor you here and nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater

Whoa, whoaWhoa, whoa, whoaWhoa, whoa

'Cause it's too cold whoaFor you here and nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater

It's too cold whoaFor you here and nowSo let me hold whoaBoth your hands in the holes of my sweater

It's too cold,It's too coldThe holes of my sweater