[Intro - Male] First frost on the windshield the year finally told the truth [Verse 1 - Male country] I stepped out with the coffee and the glass had gone white First frost on the windshield like a letter overnight from a season that had been practicing since August quit I scraped a hole big enough to see her sitting in the passenger seat with her hands in my coat First frost on the windshield. The truck still wrote summer in the vinyl and winter on the glass I liked both. I liked the way the night could pass and leave a map of ice we had to work through together She took the other scraper from the glove box. Weather turned honest. We turned into a pair of people who do not wait for perfect. First frost. The sequel to streetlights coming on early and the extra hour We breathe and the cab fills. That is our power [Pre-Chorus - Male sung] Scrape a window start the heat stay in the truck the morning is sweet even cold [Verse 2 - Female rap] I woke up to a world that had finally chosen a side Gray, sharp, beautiful. I did not hide from it. First frost on the windshield, city girl learning a scraper like it was a new word for stay. He handed me the cheap plastic one I did the passenger side until the work was done enough to pull out. My fingers burned in a good way First frost on the windshield is a different holiday than candy and costumes. This one has no crowd Just two people making a hole in a cloud of ice so they can keep going down the same road I used to think cold was a reason to unload a feeling. Now I think cold is a reason to prove the feeling has a body. First frost. The move is not retreat. The move is start the engine anyway [Pre-Chorus - Female sung] Scrape a window share the chore stay in the truck I want this more than warm alone [Chorus - Both] First frost on the windshield the season showing its hand We clear a circle and we still make a plan First frost on the windshield breath on the glass, heat on slow If the year is turning harder we already know how to stay how to scrape how to ride First frost on the windshield and you on my side is the whole winter coming and I am not afraid First frost on the windshield look what we made out of a morning that tried to say stop [Verse 3 - Male country] I have scraped this glass a hundred times for work This is the first time it felt like a perk because she was doing the other half and laughing when the ice came off in sheets. First frost, the drafting of a life that will have worse mornings than this and still have her in the seat. I will not miss the point. The point is we did not wait inside until it melted. First frost on the windshield is a small inconvenience and a large sign the easy part of autumn is behind and we are still here. That is the win Start the truck. Let the winter begin with two scrapers and a jacket on the hook [Verse 4 - Female rap] I used to fly south in my head when the air got mean This morning I chose the scraper and the scene of a man who keeps a second one in the dash First frost on the windshield. No crash just a new temperature and the same two people who did cider and costumes and a table that was full Now the world is thinner. I am not First frost on the windshield. Take the plot into the cold and keep the heat between us That is the only climate I discuss when somebody asks if I am going back I am going forward. Ice on the glass. That is the track [Chorus - Both, bigger] First frost on the windshield the season showing its hand We clear a circle and we still make a plan First frost on the windshield breath on the glass, heat on slow If the year is turning harder we already know how to stay how to scrape how to ride First frost on the windshield and you on my side is the whole winter coming and I am not afraid First frost on the windshield look what we made out of a morning that tried to say stop [Bridge - Trade then Both] [Male] Leave the ice [Female] Leave the chore [Male] Leave the heater [Female] Leave the door [Both] half open to the season we already chose First frost on the windshield and we still rose [Verse 5 - Trade] [Male] Tell me the cold does not send you back to the city lights [Female] Tell me the frost is just another one of our nights [Male] First frost on the windshield—say we keep the road [Female] We keep it. We scrape it. That is the code [Final Chorus - Both, loudest] First frost on the windshield the season showing its hand We clear a circle and we still make a plan First frost on the windshield breath on the glass, heat on slow If the year is turning harder we already know how to stay how to scrape how to ride First frost on the windshield and you on my side is the whole winter coming and I am not afraid First frost on the windshield look what we made out of a morning that tried to say stop [Outro - Both] Scrapers in the dash circle on the glass first frost and we still pass
