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