We drove over the hillIn the dark lamplight nightMy grandma in frontFull speed ahead

The warm flowing breezeIt showed me the wayAs the mauve sunriseShown bright ahead

Past the farmWatching the cows eatMy grandma and meDrove swiftly away

As the sunrise followed usIt began to fadeAs the warm swift breezeturned coldAnd it scurried away

That sweet sunriseleft us allThe town came clearerThe people filing away

They didn’t seem to noticeMy grandma and meThey didn’t seem to seethat beautiful things fade