you can tell by the way she smiles, and says that she’s my girl
you can tell by the way her words, they move my world
you can tell by the hope, the light burning in her eyes
that she’s my dear, my supergirl…

and you can tell by the way, she comes to my rescue
when i’m lost, in another part of the world
and how i bask in her light and warmth -
how the Sun turns her hair into a soft, hazel-gold

and she says, it’s okay – i got lost on the way
but i’m a supergirl…and supergirls don’t cry
and she says, it’s all right, i got home late last night
but i’m a supergirl…i’ll make everything all right

and i fall, i fall hard – she comes to me with a smile
because she’s my supergirl, and supergirls don’t cry
and i shout it out loud – all my fears in a howl
i’m shouting for my supergirl – she’ll make it all right

i’m afraid one day she’ll scream, in my face
she’ll tell me to leave, leave this place
because she’s no supergirl…and sometimes i make her cry

and those pearls, which are her tears
roll down her cheeks, betraying her fears
i’m sorry, supergirl…