Where do you want to go? was his response. I don’t know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn’t matter.

Oh God… maybe it’s not just down to you..

Please come here.. come right on over..
when we collide we’ll see what gets left over
… There is no line that you can’t step right over
Turn a new page, tear the old one out;
I’ll try to see things your way
and I’m gonna love you anyway.