California's burning, burning, burning to the ground
And my head is turning, turning, turning round and round
Alie's stomach's churning, churning, like a storm today
And your mother's crying, crying, closing up the safe
And I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone
Driving through a Midwest storm
Asking why there's no one home
Encinitas likes to miss me, like nobody's child
And my eyes like rainy Tuesdays, like to watch you smile
And I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone
Driving through a Midwest storm
Asking why there's no one home
