Track 6 of the album Lights Half Down · 2026
First Frost on the Windowpane
“I woke to a silver morning and the glass drawn in lace. The first frost is always a small, cold gift.”
jazz ballad · winter ballad · cosy jazz · 3:59
Lyrics
I woke to a silver morning The glass was drawn in lace Somebody drew it softly While I slept in my place I put the kettle singing I found your old grey scarf The cold came in so gently It only wanted warm First frost on the windowpane Pull the blanket close again Winter's knocking, soft and slow Let the little lamplight glow First frost on the windowpane We'll be fine, we'll be fine The garden's white and sleeping The fence wears a thin crown I breathe upon the window And a small clear circle's found First frost on the windowpane Pull the blanket close again Winter's knocking, soft and slow Let the little lamplight glow First frost on the windowpane We'll be fine, we'll be fine Every year it surprises me How quiet cold can be It asks for nothing, only this A cup of tea and company First frost on the windowpane Pull the blanket close again Winter's knocking, soft and slow Let the little lamplight glow First frost on the windowpane We'll be fine, we'll be fine Silver on the glass Warm inside