I've got a picture of your house
And you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded
And it's looking pretty worn

See the factory that I worked
Silhouetted in the back
The memories are gray
But man, they're really coming back
I don't need to be the king of the world
As long as I'm the hero of this little girl

Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it every day
No matter what your friends might say
We'll find a way

How I love the way you move
And the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them
Like a blue surburban sky

When I come home late at night
And you're in bed asleep
I wrap my arms around you
So I can feel you breathe
I don't need to be a superman, ah ah
As long as you will always be my biggest fan