Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox - Sweater weather lyrics

Je ne suis qu'une femme Je veux le monde entre mes mains Je déteste la plage Mais je reste debout Avec mes orteils dans le sable Use the sleeves of my sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds but my gravity's centred Touch my neck and I'll touch yours You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh 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'll find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no Il fait trop froid Pour toi ici et maintenant Alors, laisse-moi tenir Tes mains dans les trous de mon pull And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides our minds So move to a place so far away, yeah The goose bumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your face And then I touch your face Put my finger on your tongue 'Cause you love to taste yeah Ces cœurs adorent Tout le monde les autres battent plus forts Inside this place is warm Outside it starts to pour Coming down One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here So now let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater (Whistle) 'Cause it's too cold For you here So now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater The holes of my sweater