Nightmare #5

I was sixteen years of age when I fled my family's house And I hitchhiked down the highway trying to make my way down south It was in the dead of winter and it chilled me to the bone When I was sixteen years of age just trying to get a massage home It was cold and it was windy and I was two days in my flight And my shoes were almost wore through and the day was almost night When the only car I saw that day came rolling into view I just ran onto the highway for to see what I could do I waved my arms and hollered and the car it did slow down And I asked the man inside to help me for to get to the very next town He nodded yes and I jumped inside I was thankful, safe and warm But the stranger kept his eyes ahead and drove straight into the storm I guess I must have fell asleep 'cause I couldn't tell how long When I woke up in a hurry with the feel of something wrong The stranger was still driving and he did not say a word And I asked him many questions but he seemed not to have heard Then fear began to grab me and I reached out for the door When I almost had it open well the car began to soar As it angled t'ward the Heavens and I tried to catch my breath For it was then I knew what time it was and the stranger's name was death