Your Hotel Songtext
von St. Thomas

Wouldn′t it be nice again to meet your best friend
From the summer camp when you were almost fifteen years old
There would be boys and girls flying in from all over the country
To give their parents some rest

Wouldn't it be nice to meet at the same table
Where everything was safe to begin and eat
The evenings were spent with football talk
And talking about girls and the girls looking at you

You were in love with the blond one
But I think I preferred the mysterious brunette
We had never talked with each other of course
We were too shy for that
But those looks I will never forget


We were called in at ten o′clock
Brushed our teeth and pulled under our blankets
And tried to sleep

I clearly remember the lights go out and we entertained ourselves
All on the same kind of dream

Wouldn't it be nice to fall asleep like that again
Thirty boys and thirty-minute dreams
And all of you could sense the smell
That was sent from another room
In a house that was your hotel

Wouldn't it be nice to fall asleep like that again
Thirty boys and thirty-minute dreams
And all of you could sense the smell
That was sent from another room
In a house that was your hotel