Ballistic

She packed my bags last night, pre-flight

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

Oh, no no no

I'm a rocket man

Rocket man

Burnin' out his fuse up here

 

- Elton John

Done