Sweater Weather

    Singer: The Neighbourhood

    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 off my sweater

    Lets have an adventure /Heads in the clouds but my gravity’s centered

    Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours

    You in those little high waisted shorts

    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 really 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 our minds

    To move to a place so far away

    The goosebumps start raise

    The minute that my left hand meets your waist /And then I watched your face

    Put my finger on your tongue

    Cos you love the 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 shirt, no blouse

    Just us, you find out /Nothing that I really wanna tell you about, 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

    ...

    Background

    The song starts with a pounding but catchy hip-hop beat. The rhythm as well as the vocal delivery somehow borders on the rap. Needless to emphasize, it is an irresistible as well as hypnotic fusion of music styles that could be easily described as contemporary.

    The lyrics tug the heartstrings in most parts of the song. To some listeners, the track is more descriptive of teenage love — vibrant, careless, and adventurous. Sweater Weather

    Singer: The Neighbourhood

    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 off my sweater

    Lets have an adventure /Heads in the clouds but my gravity’s centered

    Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours

    You in those little high waisted shorts

    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 really 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 our minds

    To move to a place so far away

    The goosebumps start raise

    The minute that my left hand meets your waist /And then I watched your face

    Put my finger on your tongue

    Cos you love the 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 shirt, no blouse

    Just us, you find out /Nothing that I really wanna tell you about, 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

    ...

    Background

    The song starts with a pounding but catchy hip-hop beat. The rhythm as well as the vocal delivery somehow borders on the rap. Needless to emphasize, it is an irresistible as well as hypnotic fusion of music styles that could be easily described as contemporary.

    The lyrics tug the heartstrings in most parts of the song. To some listeners, the track is more descriptive of teenage love — vibrant, careless, and adventurous.