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