segunda-feira, 9 de junho de 2008

Holding for A Hero

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where is the street-wise hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Is not there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what i need

(chorus)

I need a hero
I am holding out for a hero the end of the night
He is gotta be strong
And he is gotta be fast
And he is gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I am holding out for a hero the morning light
He is gotta be sure
And it is gotta be soon
And he is gotta be larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There is someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It is gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

(chorus)

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there is someone somewhere
Watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like a fire in my blood

(chorus)