~BeBeto’s ParaDise~

HERO (Mariah Carey)

There’s a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don’t have to be afraid
Of what you are
There’s an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know
Will melt away

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you’ll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you

It’s a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt
Will disappear

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you’ll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you

Lord knows
Dreams are hard to follow
But don’t let anyone
Tear them away
Hold on
There will be tomorrow
In time
You’ll find the way

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you’ll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you

~That’s one of my favourite songs~

Have you ever thought of me?

Have anyone ever exist in your heart as I do?

Do I look just like a stranger to you?

Who am I to you?

Have you ever looked into my eyes and see my confusion?

Just show me your sign of caring and affection.

Have the words care and love ever crossed your mind?

Who am I to you?

Have you ever listened to my whisper and cries of sadness?

Maybe it sounds like a thunder rumbling across your tympani?

Or perhaps it sounds like a rain drop tickling you?

Who am I to you?

Have you ever touched my fingers?

The fingers that eager for a firm shoulder, strong arms and soft hands?

What’s the point for avoiding the tiny, little creatures?

Just because of your tiny, useless spirit?

Who am I to you?

Hence, what’s the point for showering you with my love?

While my love is not answered in return?

Is that just a hysterical joke to you?

As if like a dolphin being killed by a fisherman?

Who am I to you?

Perhaps, it’s just too naive of me

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