There's something in his eyes that I like.
He's got this lazy little smile,
That he stole from a movie star.
But I like him.
He's a "momma's boy" for sure.
It's their lips that give him away, you know?
So soft, so pink.
My Hero. My little hero
I believe that in the sky,
There shines a star for me.
Clear and bright,
And shining like the sunshine.
And when it seems that life was hard,
Impossible to find your way;
I thought about, a star, and kept on.
Listen to your heart.
It will tell you everything.
Follow it, wherever it would go
I believe, that in the sky,
There shines a star;
A special star.
But I like this boy
And I hope that he likes me.
I like this boy
And I hope that he likes me.