Moving To The Sun

While they were staring at the Citgo sign

Is when they lost our trail

They thought we were part of a caravan

But we had other plans

You can't catch me, where I'm gonna fall

You can't catch me, where I'll hide

This world's too cold,

So I'm gonna roam,

I'm moving to the sun

93 miles times a million more

Quite a trip we've planned

I must drive now carefully

And figure where we'll land

You can't catch me, where I'm gonna fall

You can't catch me, where I'll hide

This world's too cold,

So I'm gonna roam

I'm moving to the sun