All I am is a man

I want the world in my hands

I hate the beachBut I stand in California with my toes in the sand

Use the sleeves of 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

'Cause it's too cold for you here

And now, so let me hold

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Cold for you here

And now, so let me hold

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

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

′Cause it′s too cold for you here

And now, so let me hold

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

'Cause it′s too cold for you here

And now, so let me hold

Both your hands in the holes of my swe-