The ocean and white sand
the waves against the land
its such a gorgeous view
there are people around me
and though I'm not frowning
id much rather them be you
all the leaves fall from higher
roasting s'mores over fire
the air, so crisp and clear
big baggy cute sweaters
and writing you letters
but id rather you be here
now the snow comes falling
and schools are all stalling
everyones in a high mood
the mistletoe strung so
the people line up in rows
i just wish that they were you
