Driving home on a Tuesday night.
Counting those fence post passing me by
Dad's in the front seat all feels right
I feel the sway of the van as a truck rolls by
He said son i think you're ready to be a man
Climb up in my lap and drive this van.
All you've gotta do is keep between the lines
He's working the pedals, says i'm doing just fine.
Mom's in the next seat, big ol smile
Singing songs as we go mile over mile
I'm scared at first but it's fun to learn
Sisters in the back yelling "it's my turn"
Driving home. Driving home
Look at me, dad
Driving home.
They say home is where the heart is, well my heart is where you are
If home is where the heart is, then my heart's home in this car
Years go by mom and dad drove on
The 'ol van is gone but i still carry their song
My wife in the seat right next to me
My hand on her belly and baby makes three
And we're driving home. driving home.
Kids grow up and time moves on
Soon one plus 1 makes another little one.
Baby seats and bottles pass all too soon
Had to get van 'cause we're out of room
Son looks at me says, "dad, someday,
"You think you can teach me to drive that way?"
I said, "son, are you ready now to be a man?
Climb up in my lap and drive this van."
With a smile on his face he hops right to it
Like a pro he knows just how to do it.
The first to come is the first to learn
Baby sister's in the back
Yelling it's my turn
Driving home. Driving home
Look at me, dad
They say home is where the heart is, well my heart is where you are
If home is where the heart is, then my heart's home in this car
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