Dad's Hand Hovers Near the Handbrake

Lyrics

Dad's hand hovers near the handbrake
He says that he's not worried at all
He keeps a flask of tea in the door
And a pack of mints for the stall
I turn the key, the engine wakes
The dashboard glows like a lamp
And the road ahead is a ribbon
Rolling out through the village damp

Go on, go on, I've got you
Though my hand is hovering still
You don't need me, but I'm here
Like a lamp on a windowsill
Go on, go on, I've got you
Take the long way round the hill
And when you're old enough to know it
You'll sit in my seat, and you will

We pass the church and the postbox
The field where the sheep stand still
He taught me to ride a bicycle
On the very same gentle hill
Now I'm shifting up through the gears
And he's quiet, but I can see
The corner of a smile he's hiding
Looking out at the hedgerow tree

Go on, go on, I've got you
Though my hand is hovering still
You don't need me, but I'm here
Like a lamp on a windowsill
Go on, go on, I've got you
Take the long way round the hill
And when you're old enough to know it
You'll sit in my seat, and you will

I'll remember the mints and the tea
And the radio turned down low
The way he said nothing at all
And that was how I knew to go

Go on, go on, I've got you
Though my hand is hovering still
You don't need me, but I'm here
Like a lamp on a windowsill
Go on, go on, I've got you
Take the long way round the hill
And when you're old enough to know it
You'll sit in my seat, and you will

Go on, go on
I've got you
Go on