13 de enero de 2014




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 on my sweater, let's 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


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 I really want to tell you about, no


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

Before I may just take your breath away I don't mind because now I might to say. Sometimes the silence guides your mind so move to a place so far away. The goosebumps start to race, 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


This heart's a door, everyone the other be touched is for. Inside this place is war, outside it starts to pour. Coming down. One love, two mouths. One love, one house. No shirt, no blouse. Just us, you find out. Nothing I really want to tell you about, no


Cause it's too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater (x4)


It's too cold, it's too cold...the holes of my sweater

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