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
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts
She knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirts, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing I really wanna tell you about no
Cos it's too cold
For you here
And now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater