The Neighbourhood - Sweater Weather Караоке — Невідомий виконавець | караоке з текстом і вимкненням вокалу

All I am is a man. I want this 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 as a kind of an adventure. Heads in the clouds, but I'd rather be centered. You can touch my neck and I'll touch yours. You in those little high-waisted shorts. Oh, do you know what I'm thinking 'bout? And when I think about one love, two mouths, one love, one house, no shirt, no blouse, just us. You find out and I wouldn't want to tell you about. Come on. And if you fall, oh. Are you here and now, so let me hold your hands in the holes of my sweater. Now if I may just take your breath away. Look, I don't mind, just how much you say. Sometimes the silence guides your mind as you go to a place so far away. In the ghost of our star-crossed race. The minute that my left hand meets your face. Now I watch your face. Put my finger in the crumbs of your love haze, yeah. Other things hard to ignore. Every one of the other things hard to explore. Ain't time to explain some more. Outside it's starting to pour. Coming down. One love, two mouths. One love, one house. No shirt, no blouse. Just us. You find out. Girl, I wouldn't want to tell you about. No. Oh, oh. Said if you fall. Oh. Are you here right now? So let me hold your hands in the holes of my sweater. Oh. Get it. Are you here? Come on. And now, so let me hold your hands in the holes of my sweater. Oh, oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Come on. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.