She's never 
                      pulled anyone from a burning building
                      She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, 
                      screaming out her name
                      She's never hit a shot to win the game
                      She's never left her footprints on the moon
                      She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the 
                      world, 
                      No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
                      
                      She's somebody's hero
                      A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
                      A little kiss is all she needs
                      The keeper of the cheerios
                      The voice that brings Snow White to life
                      Bedtime stories every night
                      And that smile lets her know
                      She's somebody's hero
                      
                      She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
                      But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
                      For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl 
                      was grown
                      Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
                      But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' 
                      her
                      But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her 
                      face
                      
                      She's somebody's hero
                      A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
                      She gave her wings to leave the nest
                      It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right 
                      by
                      Looks back into her mother's eyes
                      And that smile lets her know
                      She's somebody's hero
                      
                      Thirty years have flown right past
                      Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
                      Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
                      Oh, but she already is
                      
                      She's somebody's hero
                      A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
                      She runs a brush through her silver hair
                      The envy of the nursing home
                      She drops by every afternoon
                      Feeds her mama with a spoon
                      And that smile lets her know
                      Her mother's smile lets her know
                      She's somebody's hero
                    
                    
                    
                    
                     
                    
                    
                    

                    
                     
                    
                    
                    