I try to remember...

[callmeophelia]

He was sitting beside me in the passenger seat
As I looked through the window at the quiet little street
He was smiling so proudly as he gave me the key
But inside, I knew he was as nervous as me
And I said, "Daddy, oh daddy...are you sure I know how?
Are you sure that I'm ready to drive this car now?"
He said, "I'm right here beside you...and you're gonna do fine.
All you gotta do is keep it between the lines."

Cause it's a long narrow road
Only the good Lord knows
Where it leads in the end
But you've got to begin
So keep your hands on the wheel
Believe in the things that are real
Just take your time
And keep it between the lines

I was sitting in my chair, kinda sneaking a look
At him lying on the floor with his coloring book
Then he caught me watching, and he climbed on my knee
Said, "Daddy oh daddy...would you do one with me?"
Then I hugged him so tightly as we turned the page
Said, "I haven't done this since I was your age."
He said, "I'm right here beside you, and you're gonna do fine.
Daddy, all you've gotta do is keep it between the lines."

So we finished the pictured and I put him to bed
I got down on my knees, and I bowed my head
And I said, "Father, oh Father...I feel so alone.
Are you sure I can raise him with his mommy gone?"
Then the answer came back, so gentle and low
In the words of my daddy from so long ago
He said, "I'm right here beside you, and you're gonna do fine.
All you gotta do is keep it between the lines."

So keep your hands on the wheel
Believe in the things that are real
Take your time
And keep it between the lines

Just take your time
And keep it between the lines