Lyrics Sweater Weather - Myles Smith
And
all
I
am
is
a
man
I
want
the
world
in
the
palm
of
my
hands
I
hate
the
beach
But
here
I
stand
in
California
with
my
toes
in
the
sand
Now
put
your
hands
in
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,
oh
She
knows
what
I
think
about
And
what
I
think
about
One
love,
two
mouths
One
love,
one
house
No
shirt,
no
blouse
Just
us,
you
find
out
Nothing
that
I
wouldn't
wanna
tell
you
about,
no
'Cause
it's
too
cold
For
you
here
So
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
ain't
much
to
say
Sometimes
the
silence
guides
a
mind
To
move
to
a
place
so
far
away
The
goosebumps
start
to
raise
Every
minute
that
my
hand
meets
your
waist
And
then
I
watch
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
She
knows
what
I
think
about
And
what
I
think
about
One
love,
two
mouths
One
love,
one
house
No
shirt,
no
blouse
Just
us,
you
find
out
Nothing
that
I
wouldn't
wanna
tell
you
about,
no
'Cause
it's
too
cold
For
you
here
So
now,
let
me
hold
Both
your
hands
in
the
holes
of
my
sweater
Cold
For
you
here
So
now,
let
me
hold
Both
your
hands
in
the
holes
of
my
sweater
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