Cause it's too
Cold
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 and those little high waisted shorts
Cause it's too Cold
For you here And now
So let me hold Both your hands in The holes of my sweater
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh
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 We 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
Cause
it's too Cold For you here
And now So let me hold Both your
hands in The holes of my sweater
Oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh