[Verse 1]

There's a fire burnin' bright, at our house tonight

Slow music playin', 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

[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 huggin', this old cold shoulder

[Verse 2]

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

[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 huggin', this old cold shoulder

[Outro]

God, I wish I could hold her

Instead of huggin', this old cold shoulder