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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 I turn and I 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
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
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 I turn and I 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
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
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