So, this was on as my friend was driving me home from the bar tonight. Felt pretty right. Though popular long before I was born, though related to by millions time after time, I get into it.

You can’t talk about love songs without mentioning. And yeah, I’m a cheesy motherfucker, but yeah, try and fuck with this song.

love, I don’t like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

and 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
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
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

~In Your Eyes
Peter Gabriel

Timeless. Refreshing. Reassuring. We could make a Say Anything boom-box-above-the-head joke, but, no. Just the song, and the passenger seat, and thinking.