When I think about that poem
I used to have a sour taste in my mouth
You have used me for good, here and there
I love being here and dear I’ll gladly take those punches
BECAUSE
Sweetheart, I’m your Superman

I don’t have to be invincible for you
Just a friend who can protect you
And I have done my job well
BECAUSE
Sweetheart, I’m your Superman

I will always be here to protect you
No matter who says what, or even the circumstances
I love you and that’s that
BECAUSE
Sweetheart, I’m your Superman

Don’t worry, you aren’t ****** if you do
Or even ****** if you don’t
Trust me I see that my job is clearer now
BECAUSE
Sweetheart, I’m your Superman

Although I am usually very able to fulfill my job
Right now, this Superman found her Kryptonite
So I hope I don’t have to beg
But if I start to fall
SWEETHEART
Will you be my Superman?