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. Lets have an adventure. Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered. Touch my neck and I'll touch yours. You in those little high waisted shorts. Oh. 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 that I wouldn't wanna tell you about no. Cause it's too cold whoa. For you here. And now. So let me hold whoa. 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 goose bumps 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 hardest for. Inside this place is warm. Outside it starts to pour. Coming down. 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 no no. Cause it's too cold whoa. For you here. And now. So let me hold whoa. Both your hands in the holes of my sweater. Cause it's too cold whoa. For you here. And now. So let me hold whoa. Both your hands in the holes of my sweater