My Dad and I

Daddy's driving us to the seaside for the weekend I'm beside him, so excited I could burst I'm five years old but I'm feeling older And I'm feeling like the luckiest of girls And with the same blue eyes We watch the road rush on by And as their stories wind, they become his and mine My Dad and I We wind the windows down for the breeze between our fingers We whistle Oklahoma and it echoes from the road It's just twelve miles down the coast But we might as well be conquering the world And with the same blue eyes We watch the road rush on by And as their stories wind, they become his and mine My Dad and I That five year old's eyes could not have perceived it But all that you gave was all that I needed That five year old's eyes could not have perceived it But all that you gave was all that I needed Time, a father's time Time, a good man's time And with the same blue eyes We watch the road rush on by And as their stories wind, they become his and mine And with the same blue eyes We watch the road rush on by And as their stories wind, they become his and mine My Dad and I