Outside it's freezing.
My heart is beating
to the rhythm of the falling snow.

With weather like this
there's not much to miss,
And we haven't any place to go.

We could cover the window,
cover up the snow,
And pretend we are far away.

Come and rest your bones.
I've got a bed made out of gold.
I'll be your holiday.

Stuck here with you
in this room for 2
is perfectly fine with me.
The touch of your skin
makes it warm again.
There's no place I'd rather be.

We're wrapped up in blankets.
I can't help but think it's
better that we both don't know

whether or not it's still sleeting.
I catch myself pleading,
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Stuck here with you
in this room for 2
is perfectly fine with me.
The touch of your skin
makes it warm again.
There's no place I'd rather be.

Falalala lalala la
Falalala lalala

Falalala lalala la
Falalala lalala

Stuck here with you
in this room for 2
is perfectly fine with me.
The touch of your skin
makes it warm again.
There's no place I'd rather be. (2x)

Outside it's freezing.
My heart is beating
to the rhythm of the falling snow.