MELON, Steve Void & Dance Fruits Music - Sweater Weather

MELON, Steve Void & Dance Fruits Music - Sweater Weather Lyric

'Cause it's too cold, cold
Cold, cold

And 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
Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts

'Cause it's too cold for you here
And now, so 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 a mind
To move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah

'Cause it's too cold for you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

The holes of my sweater