93 Million Miles sing and play along

Ninetythree million miles from the sun.

People, get ready, get ready 'cause here it comes.

It's a light, a beautiful light,

over the horizon, into our eyes.

Oh, my, my, how beautiful.

Oh, my beautiful mother, she told me,

"Son, in life, you're gonna go far.

If you do it right, you'll love where you are.

Just know

wherever you go,

you can always

come home."

Two hundred forty thousand miles from the moon.

We've come a long way to belong here to share this view of the night,

a glorious night.

Over the horizon is another bright sky.

Oh, my, my, how beautiful.

Oh, my irrefutable father told me,

"Son, sometimes it may seem dark,

but the absence of the light is a necessary part.

Just know

you're never alone.

You can always come back home."

Home.

Home.

You can always come back.

Ev'ry road is a slipp'ry slope.

There is always a hand that you can hold on to.

Looking deeper through the telescope,

you can see that your home's inside of you.

Just know

that wherever you go,

no, you're never alone.

You will always get back home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Ninetythree million miles from the sun.

People, get ready, get ready 'cause here it comes.

It's a light, a beautiful light,

over the horizon, into our eyes.