Where have all the good men gone? And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Up on 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 Till the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero Till 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 lighting splits the sea I could swear 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
