We were runnin\' through the woods when we found the beach
I was mesmerized by the sparkle of the sunlight down on the sea
What was so beautiful about it was a mystery to me
Ofcourse the bear cub wasn\'t there by the hunny nor
was the white moon missin\' returnin\' back to the forts past from where there layed all the wooden swords
Pirates sailed these seas, you know, in search of gold that might\'ve been found in oars and
sure the hot sun meant paradise but the cold breeze brought war
Time passed and older in the blink of an eye we grew right there by where the white seagulls flew, where the black feathers blew
There laid this snowflake i would take home to stay in a cold dark box where it would lay