Where have all the good men gone?
And where are all the gods?
And where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight
upon the fire estate?
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 got to be strong.
He's got to be fast.
He's got to be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero.
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night.
He's got to be strong.
He's got to be strong.
And he's got to 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.
Raising on the thunder,
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 till the end of the night.
He's got to be strong.
He's got to be fast.
And he's got to be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero.
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light.
He's got to be sure.
He's got to be soon.
But he's got to be larger than life.
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night.
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above.
Up where the lightning splits the sea.
I could 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.
Hero.
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night.
He's got to be strong.
He's got to be fast.
He's got to be fresh from the fight.
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light.
He's got to be sure.
He's got to be soon.
And he's got to be larger than life.
Larger than life.