Faster Than the Night

lyrics Faster Than the Night If Superman was real, would he hear me call? Would he cross the sky before I hit the wall? Would a red cape cut through the thunder and the blue, Faster than the light, just to make it through? I’ve been standing in the doorway of a long, hard night, Trying to remember there’s a morning on the other side. Every star looks distant, every road feels steep, But a little voice inside me says, “Stay. Breathe.” If Superman was real, would he save my life, Flying faster than the light through the darkest night? Would he catch me when the ground is all I see? Maybe hope’s a hand that’s already reaching me. I don’t need a hero falling from above— Just one more breath, one small sign of love. If Superman was real, he’d tell me to hold on; The sky can turn to gold before the night is gone. Maybe heroes don’t arrive with a sonic boom, Maybe they’re the ones who stay and sit with you. A friend who takes the silence, a voice on the phone, A kind face saying, “You don’t have to do this alone.” So I’ll leave the porch light burning, let the cool air in, Let the hours move around me till the day begins. I don’t have to see the whole road, don’t have to be brave— Just take the next small step, let somebody help me stay. If Superman was real, would he save my life, Flying faster than the light through the darkest night? Would he catch me when the ground is all I see? Maybe hope’s a hand that’s already reaching me. I don’t need a hero falling from above— Just one more breath, one small sign of love. If Superman was real, he’d tell me to hold on; The sky can turn to gold before the night is gone. And if I can’t find the words, I can say, “I’m not okay.” I can let someone beside me help me face today. No cape, no cosmic rescue, no impossible flight— Just a door left open and a voice in the night. If Superman was real, would he save my life, Flying faster than the light through the darkest night? Maybe he’d remind me I am worth the fight, That I don’t have to carry this alone tonight. I don’t need a hero falling from above— There are hands here on the ground, there is help, there is love. If Superman was real, he’d tell me to hold on; The sky can turn to gold, and I can see the dawn. So I’ll stay for the sunrise, I’ll stay for the blue, One more breath, one more day, one step through. If a hero is coming, maybe now I know: Sometimes they’re the ones who help us find our way home.