Superwoman

I'm sitting here again, Just waiting for a call So I can put on my suit And help someone get up from their fall. It's not an easy job, This whole Superwoman thing. Flying through the sky, Moving at lightening speed. As I sit here waiting, I'm contemplating Whether or not I should do something, Because this is getting boring. The music is on its sixth rotation. I had every word memorized after the second, But I know as soon as I start something, Of course, I'll hear the ring. It never fails. When it finally does ring, I put the "S" on my chest. I'm there in two seconds Helping clean someone's mess. Broken lives and tattered dreams, This is my reality. Broken hearts. So many tears I've wiped from eyes for all these years. The children are the hardest to behold. How do I save them from shattered homes? The "S" on my chest is only a sign. I'm not God. I can't go back in time. I can't change the lives given to them. I'm just here to help their little hearts mend. When my job is done, I head back home, Take the "S" off my chest, And lay down to rest. Until the next time I get a call And put my "S" back on to save someone from their fall.