Rev your engines Cross your hearts We're sailing off to mars We're the travelers from afar Pass cast aways on ship wrecks stars Dark in empty bars We're light years on this cruise You wait half your life for a brand new start You learned your lines, you end your part You're all battered up and bruised You always had a roman candle for a heart Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start I suppose that's a part of growing old Oh oh growing old Ba da ba ba ba ba baa Ba ba ba da ba Ba da ba ba ba da ba Oooh You always had a roman candle for a heart Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start I suppose that's a part of growing old Oh oh growing old You rickashayed then you marooned (?) A spaceship on the moon You left town with a sonic boom But gravity pulled you back home Down to earth and all alone You cast victory over stones Soon you mellowed soon you broke With a softer voice you spoke: Progress beyond reproach You always had a roman candle for a heart Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start I suppose that's a part of growing old Oh oh growing old You always had a roman candle for a heart Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start I suppose that's a part of growing old Oh oh growing old Oooh