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She's never pulled anyone from a burning building |
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She's never rocked |
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Central Park to a half a million fans |
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Screaming out her name |
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She's never hit a shot to win the game |
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She's never left her footprints on the moon |
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She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world |
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No, she's just your everyday average girl(But) |
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She's somebody's hero |
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A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee |
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A little kiss is all she needs |
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The keeper of the cheerios |
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The voice that brings |
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Snow White to life |
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Bedtime stories every night |
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And that smile lets her know |
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She's somebody's hero |
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She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver |
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But she's been a waiter and a cook and a taxi driver |
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For twenty years, there at home until the day her girl was grown |
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Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition |
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But now her baby's movin' on and she'll soon be missin' her |
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But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face |
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She's somebody's hero |
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A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress |
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She gave her wings to leave the nest |
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It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by |
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Looks back into her mother's eyes |
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And that smile lets her know |
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She's somebody's hero |
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Thirty years have flown right past |
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Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs |
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Of her mother and she wishes she could be like that |
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Oh, but she already is |
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She's somebody's hero |
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A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair |
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She runs a brush through her silver hair |
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The envy of the nursing home |
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She drops by every afternoon |
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Feeds her mama with a spoon |
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And that smile lets her know |
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Her mother's smile lets her know |
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She's somebody's hero |
