Leaves blow on top of the snow
It's 23 degrees outside
We skipped the fall no cleanup at all
Pulled the blankets up and stayed inside
The beach sang called out our names
We couldn't help but listen
So we flew and the next thing we knew
We were right where we had been missing
We don't belong here
We're from the old east coast
What if we stayed here
This place where we feel the most
The sea spray in the heat of the day
Water's warm and foamy
We're smiling feeling high and I
Don't want you to let go of me
Smell of sunscreen and fresh mangosteen
We picked up at the market
We sit and watch the sun set
I'm not ready for the dark yet
We don't belong here
We're from the old east coast
What if we stayed here
This place where we feel the most
Just like that the present is past
Though we savored every second
It's time the palms turn to pines
As the winter wind it beckons
We belong here
Here on the old east coast
So we'll stay here
The place that we love the most
Place where we built our home
