But do not ask me where I am going, As I travel in this limitless world, Where every step I take is my home.

I'm not lost for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost.

Well I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm going
I'm on my way I'm taking my time
But I don't know where

It seems as though I'm going nowhere really fucking fast.

"You don't even know where I'm going."
"I don't care. I'd like to go anywhere."

Here I am
Where I ought to be

When you are everywhere, you are nowhere
When you are somewhere, you are everywhere.

I do not know where I am going. But I am quite weary enough of where I’ve been.

I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.

Nowhere to go but out,
Nowhere to come but back.

Where do you want to go? Somewhere. Even if you don’t know where you’re going, you’re going to wind up somewhere. I call it nowheresville. And that’s no place to be.

Treading along in this dreamlike, illusory realm,
Without looking for the traces I may have left;
A cuckoo's song beckons me to return home;
Hearing this, I tilt my head to see
Who has told me to turn back;

But do not ask me where I am going,
As I travel in this limitless world,
Where every step I take is my home.

If the path you are walking today won't lead you to your desired destination, then you are STROLLING.

STANLEY: How would you like to go away with me?

LULU: Where?

STANLEY: Nowhere. Still, we could go.

LULU: But where could we go?

STANLEY: Nowhere. There's nowhere to go. So we could just go. It wouldn't matter.

LULU: We might as well stay here.

STANLEY: No. It's no good here.

LULU: Well, where else is there?

STANLEY: Nowhere.