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 proudThe car in front of me was carrying what I loved more than anything
My sweetest dream was in the car in front of meOn 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 manThe car in front of me was carrying what I loved more than anything
My sweetest dream was in the car in front of meEven after what the doctor said
You were strong and you believed
And you held us all together
Through one more springTheir 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 clothesThe 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