Bonnie Tyler - Holding out for a hero

^DmWhere have all the good men gone and ^Cwhere are all the gods? Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy,

^BbWhere’s the street-wise Hercules to^A fight the rising odds? Somewhere just beyond my reach there’s someone reaching back for me.

^DmIsn’t there a white knight^Am upon a fiery steed? Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat

I need a ^Dmhero, I’m holding out for ^Ama hero ‘til the end of the night, He’^Bbs gotta be strong and he’s gotta be fast, And he’^Fs gotta be fresh from the^C fight. I need a ^Dmhero, I’m holding out for ^Ama hero ‘til the morning light, He’^Bbs gotta be sure, and it’s gotta be soon, And he’^Fs gotta be larger tha^Cn life... Larger than^Dm life.

^DmUp where the mountains meet the heavens above, Through the wind and the chill and the rain,

^Bbout where the lightning splits the sea, and the storm and the flood,

^GmI could swear there is ^Asomeone somewhere ^Dmwatching me. I can feel his approach like the fire in my blood

^Fdimlike the fire in my blood, like the fire in my blood, A5+ A like the fire in my blood, like the fire in my blood! Aaah!