
Tony Bennett - Pop, Cover
There’s a Small Hotel by Tony Bennett Lyrics
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Duration: 4:35
Lyrics
There's a small hotel With a wishing well; I wish that we were there together There's a bridal suite; One room bright and neat Complete for us to share together Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple; Not a sign of people Who wants people? When the steeple bell Says "Good night, sleep well" We'll thank the small hotel We'll creep in our little shell And we will thank the small hotel together
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Meaning of "There’s a Small Hotel" by Tony Bennett
This tune paints a picture of a secluded, idyllic escape. The narrator longs for a specific, intimate getaway, focusing on a "small hotel" with a "wishing well." The immediate desire is for shared solitude, a stark contrast to the implied busyness of the outside world, as indicated by the absence of "people." The central tension lies in the yearning for this perfect, private moment. The "bridal suite" suggests a desire for commitment or a significant romantic milestone, emphasizing the exclusivity of the fantasy. The narrator actively rejects the idea of company, finding peace in the quiet and the symbolic "steeple bell" signaling rest and togetherness. The most striking element is the creation of a self-contained world. The hotel becomes a "little shell," a protective, intimate space detached from external concerns. The repetition of "small hotel" anchors this fantasy, making it feel both humble and profoundly desirable, a sanctuary built for two. Ultimately, the effectiveness comes from the simple, potent imagery of shared privacy. The lyrics tap into a universal desire for a perfect, undisturbed moment with a loved one, where the only sounds are natural and the only company is each other, all facilitated by this charming, secluded "small hotel."
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Credits
- Writers
- Richard Rodgers
- Lorenz Hart
- Rodgers & Hart