Hero

You are a hero, you are a god;

The crowd is always with you,

Waiting for your nod.

The morning papers always

Have something to say,

The stakes are very high

In the game you want to play.

You touch the button

With your trembling hand;

The castles you are building

Are made of sand.

You walk on water,

You play with fire;

You'll lose the game you're playing,

Unless the stakes go higher.

You know exactly when

Things could go too far,

But no one seems to wonder

Who you really are.

You touch the button

With your trembling hand;

The castles you are building

Are made of sand.

They're made of sand.

Records that you play

Go on without you;

Things are moving fast,

What can you do ?

Give the wheel another spin

In your tower

Make it look like things are still

In your power.

You touch the button

With your trembling hand;

The castles you are building

Are made of sand.

They're made of sand.