Written by: Mick Greenwood

We’re gonna be big stars, you and me
We’ll shine brighter than Hepburn and James Dean
So let’s go to California and move these dreams along
Go on ahead without me, I swear I won’t be long at all

And oh my friend the news ain’t good
I think I missed my plane to Hollywood
I’d drive out to you if I could
But I ain’t got the engine in this hood
It ain’t the way we hoped it’d be
But life just grabbed ahold of me
There’s still hope for you and me
Hold on…hold on

A tiny east coast suburb with a pretty little lake
Who’d have thought it would be so hard to escape
But these dreams are growing dimmer
‘Cause these days I hardly sleep
Ain’t it funny how much money wound up mattering to me

And oh my friend the news ain’t good
I think I missed my plane to Hollywood
I’d drive out to you if I could
But I ain’t got the engine in this hood
It ain’t the way we hoped it’d be
But life just grabbed ahold of me
There’s still hope for you and me
Hold on…hold on

Watching our homemade movies
Shot through a blurry lens
Now that the film is in focus
I just wanna talk to my friend…

And oh my friend the news ain’t good
I think I missed my plane to Hollywood
I’d drive out to you if I could
But I ain’t got the engine in this hood
It ain’t the way we hoped it’d be
But life just grabbed ahold of me
There’s still hope for you and me
Hold on…
I’m sorry that you couldn’t
Hold on…

…and I wasn’t there to help you…hold on

Hold on.

And I can’t find the words to say that I am sorry, everyday.
And I can’t find the words to say that I am sorry.