Tom: G
C Am
All I am is a man
Em G
I want the world in my hands
C
I hate the beach
Am Em
But I stand in California
G
with my toes in the sand
C
Use the sleeves on my sweater
Am
Let's have an adventure
Em G
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered
C Am
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
Em G
You in those little high waisted shorts
Oh
C
She knows what I think about
Am
And what I think about
Em
One love, two mouths
G
One love, one house
C
No shirt, no blouse
Am
Just us, you find out
Em G
Nothing I really wanna tell you about, no
C Am
'Cause it's too cold whoa
Em
For you here
G
And now
C Am
So let me hold whoa
Em G
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
C
And if I may just take your breath away
Am
I don't mind if there's not much to say
Em
Sometimes the silence guides your mind
G
So move to a place so far away
C
The goosebumps start to race
Am
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
Em
And then I watched your face
G
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love to taste yeah
C
These hearts adore
Am
Everyone the other beat hard is for
Em
Inside this place is warm
G
Outside it starts to pour
C
Coming down
Am
One love, two mouths
Em
One love, one house
G
No shirt, no blouse
C
Just us, you find out
Am
Nothing I really wanna tell you about
Em G
No No No!
C Am
'Cause it's too cold whoa
Em
For you here
G
And now
C Am
So let me hold whoa
Em G
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
C Am
'Cause it's too cold whoa
Em
For you here
G
And now
C Am
So let me hold whoa
Em G
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Am,G,D
Am G D~
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa,
Am G
Whoa, whoa...
D
Whoa, whoa...(x4)
C Am
'Cause it's too cold whoa
Em
For you here
G
And now
C Am
So let me hold whoa
Em G
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
C Am
'Cause it's too cold whoa
Em
For you...
G
And now
C Am
So let me hold whoa
Em G C~
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Am~ Em~
It's too cold, it's too cold
G~
The hands of my sweater.
