It's winter now, I miss the beach. The surf, the sand, beyond my reach.
I sit and stare, through windows bare and wait for sunny days.
I miss the warmth upon my skin, the ocean depths I love to swim,
I miss the boys I share my world within.
But most of all I miss his smile, I miss him more than once in a while.
I only have my memories to share.
But I know he is coming home, and in my arms he'll never roam.
I miss the sand, I miss his smile,