What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere
What's this?
No more white things in the air
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes
I must be dreaming
Please don't get cold again, that isn't fair
What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong
What's this?
There are people wearing foot thongs

What's this?
The streets are lined with
Little creatures laughing
Everybody seems so happy
Have I possibly gone daffy?
What is this?
What's this?

There are students sitting outside here
instead of in their beds
They're busy throwing frizbees
And footballs over head

There's sun through every window
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the warmth
That's coming from up high