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.