I'm the White Rabbit; everyone wants to follow me yet no one can catch me.
There's about a million things I can think about right now, like what would they want from if they can finally have me in their clutches; fame, riches, salvation, favors? It's always been that way in my life; I've an object of desire ever since I was born and not exactly for my looks, that of which I'm not complaining about.
How badly did I want to jump tonight yet some inivisble hand did its best to pull me away from that. No, it wasn't God, it was Edith.
