She packed by bag last night preflight. Zero hour nine 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. 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find. I'm not the man they think I am at home. Ah no no no.... I'm a rocket man. Rocket man. Burnin' out his fuse. Up here alone. Mars ain't the kind of place. To raise your kids. In fact it's cold as hell. And 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. A Rocket Man. Rocket Man. And I think it's gonna be a long long time. 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find. I'm not the man they think I am at home. Ah no no no.... And I think it's gonna be a long long time. 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find. I'm not the man they think I am at home. Ah no no no.... I'm a rocket man. Rocket man. Burnin' out his 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. Long long time. Long long time. Ah no no no.... Oh no no no no no no no...