All I am is a man.

I want the world in my hands.

I (Bb)hate the beach, but I stand in Cal i for nia with my toes in the sand.

Use the (Bb)sleeves on my sweat (Eb)er; let’s have an ad ven ture.

Head in the clouds, but my grav i ty cen (C5)tered.

(Bb)Touch my (Eb)neck and I’ll touch yours, you in those (Gm)lit tle high waist ed (C5)shorts, (Bb)oh.

She knows what I think a bout, and what I think a bout: one love, two mouths; one love, one house; no shirt, no blouse.

Just us, you find out, (Gm)noth ing that I would n’t wan na tell you a bout, no.

’Cause it’s too (Eb)cold

for you (Gm)here

and (Bb)now, so let me (Eb)hold

both your (Gm)hands in the (Bb)holes of my sweat er.

if I (Eb)may just take your breath a way, I don’t mind if there’s not much to say.

Some times the si lence guides our minds, so (C5)move to a place so (Bb)far a way.

The goose bumps start to raise the min ute that my left hand meets your waist.

And then I watch your face, put my (C5)fin ger on your tongue, ’cause you (Bb)love to taste, yeah.

These hearts a dore, ev ’ry one the oth er beats hard est for.

In side, this place is warm; out side, it (Bb)starts to pour.

Com ing down, one love, two mouths; one love, one house; no shirt, no blouse.

Just us, you find out, (Cm9)noth ing that I would n’t wan na tell you a bout, (Gm)no, no, no.

’Cause it’s too (Eb)cold

for you (Gm)here

and (Bb)now, so let me (Eb)hold

both your (Gm)hands in the holes of ’Cause it’s er.

too (Eb)cold

for you (Gm)here

and (Bb)now, so let me (Eb)hold

both your (Gm)hands in the holes of ’Cause it’s er.

too (Bbmaj13)holes of my sweat er.

(F)Whoa.

W whoa,

whoa,

whoa.

W whoa,

whoa.

W whoa,

whoa.

W whoa,

whoa,

W whoa,

whoa.

’Cause it’s too (Eb)cold

for you (Gm)here

and (Bb)now, so let me (Eb)hold

both your (Gm)hands in the holes of ’Cause it’s er.

too (Eb)cold

for you (Gm)here

and (Bb)now, so let me (Eb)hold

both your (Gm)hands in the holes of ’Cause it’s er.

too (Gm)hands in the (Bbmaj13)holes of my sweat er.

And (Ebmaj7)it’s too cold, it’s too (Gm)cold,

two (Bb)hands in my sweat er.