The rest of us women have to settle for humans. In X-Men, I soo wanted to be Jean Grey, and run off with Wolverine and leave "the kid". But I digress.
I've always had a thing for Superman, as I wrote in my other blog. He is boring as far as Batman and Spiderman fans are concerned, but there can only be one SUPERman. His strength and speed are only matched by his Hollywood versions' stunning looks and awesome built. A girl could deliberately fall off a cliff if only to be rescued by Superman.
But there are no sighs here. I know, in the real world, I generally try to avoid cliffs. Period.
Let me break into a Bonnie Tyler song now. This one's for you, Superman. Wherever you are.
Holding Out for a Hero
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream
of what I need
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder end rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Through the wind end the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood