What’s This? Flyleaf

What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere
What's this?
There's white things in the air
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair
What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong
What's this?
There's people singing songs
What's this?
The streets are lined with little children laughing
Everybody seems so happy
Have I possible gone daffy?
What is this?

There's children throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads
They're busy building toys and absolutely no one's dead
There's frost on every window
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones, I feel the warmth that's coming from inside

Oh look, what's this?
They're hanging mistletoe
They kiss
Why that looks so unique, inspired
They're gathering around to hear a story
Roasting chestnuts on a fire
What's this?