The Car In Front Of Me

Home comin' parade

You were the queen

I was ridin' right behind you

With the rest of the team

Saw my ring on your finger

As you waved to the crowd

I didn't know a second stringer

Could ever be so proud

The car in front of me

Was carrying

What I loved more than anything

My sweetest dream

Was in the car in front of me

On Wednesday nights

We'd meet at church

You'd bring the kids

And I'd come straight from work

Goin' home I'd read their lips

Through the window of your van

As they sang, 'Jesus Loves Me',

I thought God, I'm a lucky man

The car in front of me

Was carrying

What I loved more than anything

My sweetest dream

Was in the car in front of me

Even after what the doctor said

You were strong and you believed

And you held us all together

Through one more spring

♪

Their little hands

Held onto mine

As we sat in that back seat

With tears in our eyes

A long line of headlights

Strangers stopped along the road

No, Monday wasn't meant

for wearing Sunday clothes

The car in front of me

Was carrying

What I loved more than anything

Oh, my sweetest dream

Was in the car in front of me