Child of fear, child of anger Traveler on the open road An ancient car she bought with money that he gave her When he died, oh oh That was the only thing he ever gave her Except for failing eyes and curly hair And I did not believe that I could ever really save her Though I tried, I swear And if I traveled fifty lifetimes Through every country of the world I don't believe I'd ever find myself A more enchanting girl A more enchanting girl We made it through the wintertime unscathed Talked all night and slept away the days And though she had no faith to speak of Her silhouette looked saved Fading light of day And if I traveled fifty lifetimes... Saw her by the roadside, we went for a slow ride As I awoke from sleeping I knew that she was gone Well they say what does not k** you makes you stronger Let's just say she gave me lots of strength She offered love as fleeting as a lifetime only longer In a way, I said... If I traveled fifty lifetimes...