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...

Writer : ELTON JOHN, BERNIE TAUPIN
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group