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Sweater Weather

Debby Ryan


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 on my sweater
Lets have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity centred
You touch my neck and I'll touch yours
Me in those little hot waisted shorts

Oh
He knows what I think about
What I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
Your shirts, my blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no
'Cause it's too cold
For you here
And now
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 there's not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides your mind
So move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watched your face
Put my finger on your tongue
Cause you love to taste yeah
These hearts adore
Everyone the other beats hard for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour

Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
Your shirts, my 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
And now
Let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Cold
For your here and now
Let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater