The Ice Hotel - Stacey Kent, Jim Tomlinson, Matt Skelton

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.