Hildegard von Blingin' - Holding Out for a Hero

{HILDEGARD} Whither have the worthy gone, oh, where is fair Gawain?
Where is gallant Galahad to take the bridle rein?

{WHITNEY} Is there not a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and I dream of what I need

{H} I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero 'til the end of the night
I pray he be hale
Wingèd of heel
And newly return’d from the fight

{W} I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero 'til the morning light
He must be assur’d
E’er true to his word
With a wit that will thrill and excite
Thrill and excite

Erelong at the witching hour within my reverie
Somewhere just beyond the veil someone reacheth out for me

{H} Racing on a courser and clad in gleaming mail
I shall answer none but he who bringeth me the grail

{W} Aaah, I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero 'til the end of the night
Could I but afford
My very own sword
I would not require his might

{H} I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero 'til the morning light
By god was he blessed
E’er true to his quest
A man of whom Chaucer will write

{W} Up where the dragons glide near heaven above
Out on a storm-tossed odyssey
Verily doth a saintly champion ride toward me

{H} Through the wind, and the chill, and the rain
The plague, and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood

{BOTH} I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
I pray he be hale
Wingèd of heel
And newly return’d from the fight
I need a hero
I shall hold out for a hero ‘til the morning light
A knight, not a pawn
A true paragon
With armor and eyes shining bright
I need a hero