|Performed By:||Garth Brooks|
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 (Chorus:) 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 (Instrumental) 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 (Chorus) God I wish I could hold her instead of huggin this old cold shoulder
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