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There's frost on my windshield

And I can't see through the fog in the air.

Squinting, I try to see the open road ahead

But no matter how hard I try,

I keep checking my rearview -

Hoping to see the past, wanting to see you.

Ahead, it's cloudy and I'm not sure where I'm going,

While behind, I knew exactly where I was.

The road up ahead is unfamiliar and new -

And looking behind, I know of everything and you.

Once I got my wings, I wanted nothing but to fly

Open my arms, and reach for the clear sky.

Heading forward and watching the miles as they pass -

Looking at your picture in the frame on the seat.

Everytime I glance at it, our eyes seem to meet.

I missed you before I left but I had to move on.

It's better for us both now that the past is gone.

Love, there's frost on my windshield

And as I squint my eyes,

I can see paradise.