Sweater weather (acoustic)

All I am Is a girl I want my hands In the world 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, I'll touch yours You in those little high waisted shorts He knows what I think about What I think about 1 love. 2 mouths 1 love. 1 house No shirt. no blouse Just us. you find out Nothing that we don't want to tell you about It's too cold For you here. now Let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater If I may Just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides Our minds to move to a place so far away Goosebumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your waist Watch your face Put my finger on your tongue Cause you love the taste Hearts adore Every one the other beats hardest for Inside this place it's warm Outside it starts to pour Coming down 1 love. 2 mouths 1 love. 1 house No shirt. no blouse Just us. you find out Nothing that we don't want to tell you about It's too cold For you here. now Let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater