From "California Fire Death Toll Now at 44 With Discovery of 13 More Bodies" (NYT).
Love I get so lost, sometimesWhat songs played in the cars where the others were hopelessly trapped and no bulldozer came out of nowhere to create a path of escape?
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away
I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside....
In your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes...