Thirtysomething

Where Are You Going?

Back in July 2002, I decided to take a road trip with a guy I was seeing, in the most casual of terms. We agreed to meet in Miami, and then drive down to Key West, kick around for a few days, and then drive back up the East Coast, stopping off in select cities.

It was an advernture. Neither of us had ever been to Key West. Or to Savannah, or Charleston for that matter. We had most definitely never spent extended time together. An adventure for sure. Days on the beach, swimming, seeing sounthern most points, experiencing the laid back world of southern charm. I am no fool. I knew you didn't take that sort of trip and expect the relationship to remain unchanged.

Those 10 days in July found us in an un-airconditioned Jeep for hours on end, with the top up to keep us from frying, but with the windows out to get some ventilation. There was something about those moments, driving through the South, with our luggage packed behind us and the open road in front. We were sweltering in our tank tops, singing along to the radio. Around that time, the song "Where Are You Going" was on the radio repeatedly. Whenever it came on, I looked at him and he looked at me and there was an understanding that we didn't know where we were going, but we were going there together. That song defined the moment and has defined our relationship ever since.


Where are you going
With your long face pulling down,
don't hide away
Like an ocean that you can't see but you can smell
And the sound of the waves crash down

I am no superman
I have no reasons for you
And I am no hero, oh, that's for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I want to be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?

Are you looking for answers to questions under the stars?
If along the way
You are grown weary you can rest with me until
A brighter day and you're OK

I am no superman,
I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh, that's for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you goIs where I want to be.
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Where are you going?
Where?
Let's go.

posted by DJ Heavy D @ 7:33 AM