You're My Hero Song Novels & Stories

Nicholas gave in when I continued to glare at him. I smiled in victory before I switched on the car radio. I changed channels till I finally found the one I wanted to listen to. 'Only for a moment' by 'Lola Marsh' played on the car radio and I leaned against the car seat to relax and enjoy the song. I rolled down the window and stared outside at the streets we passed by. I could feel the breeze in my hair and the sun on my face as I gazed out the window while listening to the song. I really can't wait to meet Grace and Esmerelda. I must have slept off because I felt hands shaking me. I opened my eyes only to realize the car had stopped moving, we've arrived.

>> "Your highness, please follow me to the lounge, her majesty must go prepare for her speech." (An: Hesitating between using, Stadium or Colosseum. Hum..) The beautiful voices of the artists resonated through the stadium as the spectators put a hand on their hearts and listened to the song. This song was a hymn of glory and a hymn of death. This song told the story of how a young man just short of his awakening stood up against the oppression and fought for the Independence of their kingdom. It told the story of how he founded the kingdom with his own blood and tear after many sacrifices and finally stood at the pinnacle of the world.

As I was walking, pushing my cart, the supermarket started playing music right as I was about to pay. The song is so unfair! Dahan / Jireh Lim I won't cry anymore, I won't force myself to Love you forever I won't listen anymore, my mind is confused You should know that you're the one I love And if you're not for me The love you gave I won't hope anymore To be held again Slowly let go My heart that can't fight back Because you left me once I'm hurting so much I won't let you hurt me again And forget our past

Hazel looked at the two of them in much envy. Soon the music started and it was a romantic old song by Enrique Iglesias, one of Hazel’s all time favourite. “Let me be your hero Would you dance, if I asked you to dance? Would you run, and never look back? Would you cry, if you saw me crying'? And would you save my soul tonight? Would you tremble, if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh, please, tell me this

‘Well fuck me, she left’ I thought as I turned to go back to the packhouse. I swiped my hand down my face, that did not go as planned. I had only taken a few steps when I heard someone singing. I didn’t see anyone, so I followed the melody: “Out of the ruins, Out from the wreckage, Can’t make the same mistake this time. We are the children, The last generation, We are the ones they left behind. And I wonder when things are ever gonna change, Living in fear, ‘til nothing else remains. We don’t need another Hero, We don’t need to the way home…” the words to ‘We don’t need another hero’ by Tina Turner floated through the air.

Chapter Seventeen Nina “This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on Starting right now I'll be strong I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me!” My voice echoed as I hummed the uplifting lyrics of the song title “Fight Song” by Rachel Platten while I mopped the sticky floor of the dungeon using both my normal and wounded hands.

I ask smiling. Suddenly, a song that Aninka many times I have heard her sing, starts to play, Love, Maybe, by Secret Number, I think that's what it's called. I blush as I hear the lyrics of the song and as the lights go out while electric candles light up the place. I want to run, not because I don't want to accept it. But because it's too sweet to bear. But, clearly, Aninka didn't think so. Because, yes or yes, this was Aninka's idea.

Her voice was soothing. "You have a beautiful voice. Why don't you sing a little loud? I want to hear you singing." Conceding to his request she started singing. Dusk prevailed but they have not reached the destination yet. "When will we reach? I'm tired of sitting." "Just a few minutes more."

The driver instinctively turned off the air conditioner and increased the music volume. The music played slowly as I felt the cold fresh air on my face and smelt the city. That particular music always brought tears to my eyes –Hero by Enrique Iglesias. Would you tremble, if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh, please, tell me this Now, would you die for the one you loved? Hold me in your arms tonight I can be your hero, baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever you can take my very breath away

The familiar feel of the keys under my fingertips is comforting. Taking a deep breath, I begin to play my second favorite song. Lost Girls. The notes flow effortlessly, each one resonating with the emotions swirling within me. As the melody fills the room, I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek. This song has always been special to me, a reflection of my journey and my struggles. It carries the weight of my past and the hope of my future. My number one favorite song doesn’t hold hope, but Lost Girls does. Because the rawness in the lyrics and beats, they start out sad, and it only seems like it can only get sadder. Then the chorus towards the end, before the final lines... gives you ho