Where I’m Going (2010)

I wrote this in the run-up to my wedding. It’s about the absurdity of making big, confident promises about the future when you can’t really know what the world will throw at you or how you’ll react. I guess there’s also a realisation in there that the best anyone can do is to hope and to try. 
Wake me up in the morning
And tell me that I’m home
‘Cos I dream about you leaving me
About waking up to find you gone

And I want so to be certain
And I know your faith is strong
But I don’t know where I’m going
I’m just hoping you’ll come along

I don’t know where I’m going to
But I hope you’ll come along

Well we’re building us a mansion
But we’re building it on the sand
And every day I watch the tide come in
And take another bit of land

How can I promise you forever
When I don’t ever own today?
And when I don’t know where I’m going
But I’m hoping that’s ok

I don’t know where we’re going to
But I’m hoping that’s ok