Lyrics:

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