MissLizzie

Ja, eller förra veckan då. Idag tänker jag citera en alldeles fantastisk låt, som dessutom stämmer väldigt bra in med vad som snurrar i mitt huvud ganska ofta:).


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 firey steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn,
and i dream of what I need.

I need a hero!

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.

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.

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above,
up 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 a fire in my blood.

I Need a Hero!



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