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 I turn and I dream of what I need

Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my react, 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 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

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 the 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


I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the end of the night

- Bonnie Tyler