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