You wanna be an eagle, wanna shoot up to the skies, Be over the moon, get off the ground Looking for wings you can spend your last dime But rushing ahead only makes it so you are falling down.
You can ride on, ride on, ride on, But a dusty road won’t get you back home. You can ride on, ride on, ride on, But the white horse runs to the nether world.
You’d asked me to bring you some golden wings I didn’t find them and brought you the sweats. You’ve opened the window and stood on the sill And flew out like a foul, not a bird.
You ride on, ride on, ride on, But a dusty road won’t get you back home. You ride on, ride on, ride on, But the white horse runs to the nether world.