Texty: Joe Brooks. Superman.

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There are no words,
To paint a picture of you girl.
Your eyes and those curves,
Is like your from some other world.
You walking my way,
Oh God is so frustrating.
So why do I disappear,
When you come near,
It makes me feel so small.
Why do I blow my lies,
Most every time,
Like I've got no chance at all.

If I could your superman,
Flying to the stars,
And back again.
Cause every time you touch my hand,
And you feel my powers, running through your veins.
But I can only write this song,
And tell you, That I'm not that strong.
Cause I'm no superman,
I hope you like me as I am.

No it ain't no lie,
I have to tell you how I feel.
But each time that I try,
It gets a little more unreal.
You say my name,
Oh God I can't stop shaking.
So why do I disappear,
When you come near.
It makes me feel so small.
If I could read your mind,
Girl would I find,
Any trace of me at all.

If I could be your superman,
Flying to the stars,
And back again.
Cause every time you touch my hand,
You feel my powers, running through your veins.
Well I can only write this song,
And tell you that I'm not that strong.
Cause I'm no superman,
I hope you like me as I-I am, La la

If I could be your superman,
Flying to the stars,
And back again.
Cause every time you touch my hand,
You feel my powers, running through your veins.
Well I can only write this song,
And tell you that I'm not that strong.
Cause I'm no superman-an-an,
I hope you like me as I am.