This Is My Kingdom Come Lyrics

It's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

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

Use the sleeves of my sweater

Lets 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

Oh

She knows what I think about

And what I think about

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirts, no blouse

Just us, you find out

Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no

Cause it's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

And if I may just take your breath away

I don't mind if there's not much to say

Sometimes the silence guides your mind

So move to a place so far away

The goose bumps start to raise

The minute that my left hand meets your waist

And then I watched your face

Put my finger on your tongue

Cause you love to taste, yeah

These hearts adore

Everyone the other beats hardest for

Inside this place is warm

Outside it starts to pour

Coming down

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirts, no blouse

Just us, you find out

Nothing I really wanna tell you about

No no no

Cause it's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Whoa, whoa the holds of my sweater

'Cause it's too cold whoa

For you here

And now

So let me hold whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Coming down

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirts, no blouse

Just us, you find out

Nothing I really wanna tell you about

No, the holds of my sweater