Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Holding Out For A Hero

A long and exhausting search for hope turns sour, fades into a distant fantasy, an unreachable dream. The yearning gives hope, the search keeps the hope alive. The hope is all we have. The fantasy will never materialise, the possibilities have long gone, it's too late for perfection. All we have in the present is this hope and all we have for the future is the sweet dreams that will never be real, only to remain in our heart as dreams of "a hero".

Artist: Bonnie Tyler
Song: Holding Out For 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 dreamof 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
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood

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

TheManicPoet said enough @ 1:18 AM

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