I’m not a prophet or a stone aged man, just a mortal with potential to be a superman. I’m living on.
I can’t fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a bird?
I’m more than a plane More than some pretty face beside a train It’s not easy to be me facing these challenges Wish that I could cry Fall upon my knees Find a way to lie About a home or dream I might never see It may sound absurd? don’t be naive Even Heroes have the right to bleed I may be disturbed? but won’t you concede Even Heroes have the right to dream It’s not easy to be me Up, up and away? away from me It’s all right? You can all sleep sound tonight I’m not crazy? or anything? I can’t fly I’m not that naive Men weren’t meant to ride With clouds between their knees I’m only a man with a superman logo believing in a dream Digging for kryptonite that I might face on this one way street no more alone With Hero’s next to me on this Journey we will learn to fly
Looking for special things inside of me and you