Demo by Frank Michels; vocal by Debra Gordon.
Lyrics
When we’re at home we never splurge
But once ev’ry year we get a certain urge
to come to this island,
leavin’ the snow behind
Only takes one day
for us to unwind
I wish that ev’ry night could be like this,
alone with you on the strand
‘Cos we know how to go from just a kiss
to a bed of sand
When I’m with you I never have to guess
about the love that you bring
I know I'm gettin’ nothin’ but the best
of ev’rything
At the hotel our room still waits
with champagne on ice to celebrate
Strawberries and choc’late
are gonna add to the mood
Once we're there I'm thinking
we'll soon start round two
I wish that ev’ry night could be like this,
alone with you on the strand
‘Cos we know how to go from just a kiss
to a bed of sand
When I’m with you I never have to guess
about the love that you bring
I know I'm gettin’ nothin’ but the best
of ev’rything
I'm gettin' nothin' but the best of ev'rything