Track 1 of the single Bus Terminal Hallelujah · 2026
Frost on the Windshield, Fire in My Chest
by Zuri Bell
“Silver on the glass and fire in my chest. It is the song I sing to warm up before every show, and the dance-pop beat does the rest.”
dance-pop · driving dance-pop · 2000s dance-pop · 2:29
Lyrics
Woke up to a window made of lace Silver on the glass and on my face Scrape scrape scrape with a plastic card Breath makes clouds in the little front yard Cold hands, warm heart Engine's humming, here we start Frost on the windshield, fire in my chest Cold little morning, I'm feeling my best Scrape it, scrape it, let the sunrise through Frost on the windshield, I'm shining too Hey, hey, shining too Neighbour waves in a woolly hat Says the first frost's here, imagine that I say good morning with a big loud laugh Hot tea thermos on the passenger half Cold hands, warm heart Engine's humming, here we start Frost on the windshield, fire in my chest Cold little morning, I'm feeling my best Scrape it, scrape it, let the sunrise through Frost on the windshield, I'm shining too Hey, hey, shining too Crunch, crunch, crunch on the garden path Every little footstep makes me laugh Winter's knocking, I say come on in Bring your sparkle, let the day begin Frost on the windshield, fire in my chest Cold little morning, I'm feeling my best Scrape it, scrape it, let the sunrise through Frost on the windshield, I'm shining too Hey, hey, shining too Scrape it, scrape it, let the sunrise through Frost on the windshield, I'm shining too