Superman
You know I’m not that charming
No knight in shining amour
My eyes don’t seem so blue anymore
I’m just the son of a farmer.
I wish I could save the world
And put on a secret guise
I wish I could be your Superman
And rescue you by surprise.
You’ll see me mild and mannered
And working under cover
Your heart will be my kryptonite
A hero and a lover.
I’ll be your vigilante
There’ll be no need for worry
I’ll ride the skies like birds and planes do
I’ll be there in a hurry.
‘Til then I’ll just be humble
And stutter all my speeches
But if you see that charming hero
That Superman might be me.
Copyright © Herb Alyètte | Year Posted 2009
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