Holding out for a hero - Ella Mae Bowem

Where have all the good men gone And where are the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules To fight the rising odds?

Isn't there a white knight Upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn And dream of what I need

I need a hero,
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta 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, 
hes got to be sure, and it gotta be soon, and he's to to be larger than life.

Somewhere after midnight In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach There's someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder And rising with the heat
Isn't there a Superman To sweep me off my feet?

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast,
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero 
Im holding out for a hero til the morning light
hes gotta be sure, and its gotta be soon
and hes got to be larger than life

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out 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 raging flood
Oh, his approach is like a fire in my blood

I'll meet a hero
And then we'll dance til the morning light
Dreaming, he will lead me
Held tight, tonight's the night