She packed her bags last night, preflight
Zero hour, 9 a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
As a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burning out this fuse up here alone
Well, Mars ain't the kind of place
To raise your kids
In fact, it's cold as hell
There's no one there to raise them
If you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
Rocket man
Rocket man
Come on, forward
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burning out this fuse up here alone
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Thank you
Thank you, Elton
