The Ice Hotel

Let’s you and me go away to the Ice Hotel
The Caribbean’s all booked out and it’s just as well
Once I’d have been much keener on Barbados or Antigua
But just now I think the arctic will suit us well
Let’s you and me go away to the Ice Hotel
They’ve built it all with ice that’s pure and clear
The sofas, the lobby, even the chandelier
A thermostat guarantees, a steady minus five degrees
What other place could serve our needs so well?
Let’s you and me go away to the Ice Hotel
Romantic places like Verona or Paris
They’ll always lead you astray
You’d have to be a novice to ever trust Venice
And those dreamy waterways
And what the tropics can do, I know only too well
So let’s you and me go away to the Ice Hotel
Heavy clothing at all times is the expected norm
Even candlelight at dinner is considered too dangerously warm
And when the time comes for us to sleep
We’ll spread out our reindeer fleece and curl up together
On an ice block carved for two, but then in the morning
Provided we’ve made it through…
We’ll step out together to watch the sun rise over
That vast expanse of cold and who knows? If we’re lucky
We may find ourselves talking of what future may hold
This is no whim of the moment, I want you to realize
Let’s go away to that palace made of ice
Let’s you and me go away to the Ice Hotel
The Bahamas are all booked out and that’s just as well
I don’t think we’re quite ready for Hawaii orTahiti
And when we will be, only time will tell
Let’s you and me go away to The Ice Hotel.