Possibility is the basis of everything
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.
there’ll be sun sun sun all over our bodies
and sun sun sun all down our necks…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map