Silverado

Hey what about me
When can I tumble like old Neil, ass over heels?
When can I float above the road to see how that feels?
Who made these promises to raise the hopes of dopes like us?
We should know by now but when it comes to dreams we're suckers still
When it comes to dreams we're suckers still

Hey what about me
When can I skip across the dust of my own moon?
When can I wave goodbye to a planet laying in ruin?
When they're handing out the start command
I'll be an old confused earth bound man
The price was right but it came too late
This engine's fueled on sour grapes
My engine's fueled on sour grapes