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