Monday, October 24, 2011

Holding Out For A Hero

Thanks Tasha for showing me my new love.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

Isn't there a white knight
Upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn
And dream of what I need


I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight


I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life, larger than life


Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me


Racing on the thunder
And rising with the heat
Isn't there a Superman
To sweep me off my feet?


I pray the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I can swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me


Through the wind and then the chill and the rain
And the storm and the raging flood
Oh, his approaches like a fire in my blood


I'll meet a hero
And then we'll dance till the morning light
Dreaming, he will lead me
Held tight, tonight's the night


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