Shimmering silver in the air
A dash of rainbow in the sky
Low lying cloud below the peaks
And gentle hum of chairs up high

Here on my deckchair in the sun
A carpeting of glistening snow
Like icing on a christmas cake
And I have no where else to go

Just to sit here and read and watch
The skiers carving pass me by
The peace and calm is all around
The chair lift stopped I wonder why

So where else would I rather be
In my lovers strong arms and kiss
But as I toast in blazing sun
This second best is perfect bliss