These hearts adoreEveryone the other beats hardest forInside this place is warmOutside it starts to pour
It's too cold for you hereAnd now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
'Cause it's too cold for you hereAnd now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
All I am is a manI want the world in my handsI hate the beachBut I stand in California with my toes in the sand
She knows what I think aboutAnd what I think aboutOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you'll find outNothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no(Tell you about, no, tell you about, no)
