| Lyrics: | 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 gunna
fall
You can't catch me, where I'll hide
This world's too cold,
So I'm gunna
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 gunna fall
You can't catch me, where i'll hide
This world's too cold,
So I'm gunna roam
I'm moving to the sun |
