Your Hero

The heroes of the masses they live for their renown And the masses create their heroes and then drag their heroes down And the masses are unpredictable they change from day to day And some of their heroes like the Autumn flowers are quick to fade away. Yet there are millions of unsung heroes and they live on every street And every day a hero I feel privileged to meet True heroes male and female yet by the masses unsung The World is full of heroes of heroes old and young. Some heroes of the masses are arrogant and proud And their egos over-swollen from the adulation of the crowd But give me the unsung heroes who go their own quiet way Who out of the kindness of their hearts perform one good deed every day. Many heroes of the masses are not heroes to me Though every day I walk the street some true hero I do see Your hero is chauffeur driven and drinks the most expensive wine And you can have your hero but your hero isn't mine.