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There's a fire burning bright at our house tonight

 Slow music playing and soft candle light

 On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine

 I'm there in her arms but it's all in her mind

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 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 hugging 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

She's the mistress that keep's me from the ones that I love

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God I wish I could hold her instead of huggin this old cold shoulder