Frost On The Windshield

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Verse 1

At five in the morning, I roll down the window,
Cold morning breeze blowing, the air tastes like rain,
I reach for my ice-cold mug, coffee in hand,
A taste to remind me that day’s yet to begin.

Verse 2

I see the blacktop highway, no headlights in sight,
Just the distant highway’s glow under that moon so bright,
The old truck’s engine hums, it’s my faithful ride,
But today’s journey, my heart doesn’t take flight.

Chorus

We’re scraping the windshield, just to clear our view,
Hoping to find some light, to light our way through,
With a steel guitar’s call, we face what’s to come,
Together we’ll ride through the dawn of the day.

Verse 3

The wipers fight the fog, they try to keep us clear,
The road ahead is lonely, but we’re here to steer,
A 4x4 tire’s grip, it’s the one thing we trust,
In this country morning, our hearts are locked in a fuss.

Bridge

The radio’s whisperin’ stories from long ago,
As we drive through the silence, we start to let go,
We find a quiet courage, a new way to see,
Amid the dawn’s quiet, our spirit’s set free.

Chorus

We’re scraping the windshield, just to clear our view,
Hoping to find some light, to light our way through,
With a steel guitar’s call, we face what’s to come,
Together we’ll ride through the dawn of the day.

Outro

As the first light breaks over, the sky starts to glow,
We’ve found our way home, we’ve made it through the show,
With every mile traveled, every step we’ve grown,
We face the daylight now, where dreams have been sown.