Everything was coming up
Everything was going fine
Everything was coming along
At its own pace in its own time
I don’t know just what to say
My baby ran away
With a folk singer
From outer space
They’re not as cool as you think
Life back on earth is ok
And now you’re flying away
At the speed of light
I thought I had it figured out
I thought I had my ducks in a row
Then when I was driving to work
A folk singer popped up on the radio
I don’t know just what to say
My baby ran away
with a folk singer
From Outer space
They’re not as cool as you think
Life back on earth is okay
And now you’re flying away
At the speed of light
At the speed of light
At the speed of light
At the speed of light