i need a hero

where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods? where's the street-wise 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 'til the end of the night. he's gotta be strong and 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 'til the morning light. he's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life.
somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy, somewhere just beyond my reach there's someone reaching back for me. racing on the thunder and rising with the heat. it's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet.
up where the mountains meet the heavens above, out where the lightning splits the sea, i would swear that there's someone somewhere watching me. through the wind and the chill and the rain snd the storm and the flood, i can feel his approach like a fire in my blood.

via brigida