*** CAPO 3 ***
All I am is a man
I want this world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California
with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves on my sweater
Let’s have an adventure
Head in the clouds, my gravity’s centered
Touch my neck, yeah, and I’ll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts
Oh woah, 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
Yeah, nothin'
‘Cause it’s too cooooold whoa-oh
For you here
And now
So let me hooooold whoa-oh
Both your hands in the holes (of my sweater)
And if I may just take your breath away
I don’t mind if there’s not much to say
The silence guides our minds
to move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
When my left hand meets your waist, yeah
then I watch your face
Oh-oh, I watch your face, yeah
These hearts adore
All the other beats hardest for
Inside this place is warm
[N.C.]Outside it starts to pour
Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out, yeah
Nothin’ at all, oh no
‘Cause it’s too cooooold whoa-oh
For you here
Right now
So let me hooooold whoa-oh
Both your hands in the holes
‘Cause it’s too cooooold whoa-oh
For you here
And now
So let me hooooold whoa-oh
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
oh no no, no no no
no no
da da 1,2,3,4
Whoa-oooh, whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh…oh oh
Whoa-oooh, whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh
oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
Whoa-oooh, whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh…oh oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, I’d die here
‘Cause it’s too cooooold whoa-oh
For you here
right now
So let me hooooold whoa-oh
Both your hands in the holes
‘Cause it’s too cooooold whoa-oh
For you, woah-woah
And now
So let me hooooold whoa-oh
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
mmm
