Superman

Clean blue office/
And a big black desk/
He’s earned his pricey coffee/
With a worker’s stain

Clean pretty office/
Big hungry desk/
She’s earned it with her body/
And manipulative stains

Fifty floors up/
But the view doesn’t change/
Words spin around/
And the mind does the same

Looking down from the top/
You realize that you are not/
The hero you always wanted to be/
Superman was a man/
And your story’s just began/
It’ll take a decade, maybe three

No tears to spare/
Not a second of the day/
He’s a busy man I swear/
He’s golden underneath

No tears to spare/
No second sigh anyway/
Clothes of money she wears/
With a heart of stone underneath

Fifty floors up/
But the view doesn’t change/
Words spin around/
And the mind does the same

Looking down from the top/
You realize that you are not/
The hero you’ve always wanted to be/
Superman was a man/
And your story’s just began/
A million bucks to his three

Dizzy parties come and go/
Blink and miss and just for show/
Let your tears your smile replace/
Happiness is not for your fate

Fifty floors up/
You realize you, love,/
The life you needed to hate/
So the words spin around/
Yes they spin around/
And the mind does the same

Looking down from the top/
You realize that you are not/
The hero you’ve always wanted to be/
Superman was a man/
But you’re a better woman/
Pick up your pride and let them see...
Let them see