You Were My Hero
Wondering what I did that's so wrong
This is the latest edition of your life
Another tale to be told or sung
It's like my favorite version of them all
The hero's entirely too young
for you
Each new chapter has you with your friends
And I'm waiting home all alone
And so missing your voice and the songs you sing
Wondering what I did that's so wrong
Hero hero hero
You were my hero
Yesterday
Hero hero hero
What did I know
anyway
I couldn't wait six months for the paperback
Hard cover cost thirty bucks
Took it home read it through a sleepless night
My heart ran over by thirty trucks
I read about the way you like em tall and blond
Lookin like a movie star
Movin club to club all around the town
In your so famous touring car
Hero hero hero
You were my hero
Yesterday
Hero hero hero
What did I know
Anyway
Waiting for you to crash and burn one final time
Your body lying at my door
All your friends have left you for a brighter star
You begging to sleep on my floor
Waiting until your burning ashes cease to smoke
Yearning to hug you to my heart
Closing the book taking up my pen to write
Looking sage wonder where to start
Hero hero hero
You were my hero
Yesterday
Hero hero hero
What did I know
Anyway
About the Creator
Charles Turner
My work is based on who I am now and have been in the past. It is based on a lifetime of reading. Autobiography, standard fiction, sci/fi, fantasy, westerns. I plan to put together a collection of short stories to publish via Amazon.
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