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There's a fire burning bright at our house tonight Slow music playing and soft candlelight On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine I'm there in her arms but it's all in my mind The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea, on this ocean of white Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her, instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder This old highway is like a woman sometimes She can be your best friend but she's the real jealous kind She's the lady that leads me to the life I dream of And she's the mistress that keeps me from the ones that I love The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea, on this ocean of white Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her, instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder God, I wish I could hold her Instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder