If I were a superhero,

with the powers of the universe at my hands,

and I knew how to use them

to satisfy my heart's demands,

surely the world would change;

would it be for better or for worse

if I took all the sadness away,

lifted the depression curse?

If I were a superhero,

and upon flying around the world I should see

you huddled against the curb of a sidewalk,

lonely, grimy, and bawling against the street,

I would swoop down and take your hand in mine,

and wipe away the tears;

and I would take away the pain and aching

from all your many years.

Never again would you resist a smile,

never again would your head hang low;

the entire world would never know sadness,

if only, if only I were a superhero.