Cold Shoulder

                                  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 

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