Heros are Hard To Find lyrics

Well now look for me baby
Cause you know I'm coming home
Well now look for me baby
Cause you know I'm coming home
Well I really outn't love you darlin'
You know you done me wrong
Well I'm coming home to you baby
And I ain't gonna leave no more
Well I'm coming home to you baby and I ain't gonna leave no more
Well I know I done you wrong darlin'
Like I'm a knockin' at your door

Written by Bob Welch.

She came in like a hurricane
Wearing boots and diamond rings
With a fox fur on her shoulder
She set wondering
And I could tell she was feeling abandoned
Because she flashed a look across my way
She said hop for a ride
You'll never ask me but I'll tell you anyway

She took me out on the blackboard jungle
Put me straight in a hurricane

Written by Bob Welch.

Now the wind
That's blowing out of the southwest
Is telling me, boy you better beware
Here she comes, and they call her the sweet Omega
And you'll come to know the meaning of her stare

Cause the only road that you'll ever need to ride
Is the one that's rolling out, beyond her eyes
And although she'll bring you joy
Don't you know she can destroy
Oh lord she's changing me

Written by Bob Welch.

Just a fine and safe harbour
In to talk with a flow

(this can't be right, can it?)

Written by Christine McVie.

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh...

I want to be, inside your heart
That's place, the place for me
But I could understand, it won't be easy
You've got to prove, prove your love to me
You've got to prove, prove your love to me

Like I say it ain't easy
To let your heart run wild
So if you want to please me baby
Then don't act like a child

Written by Christine McVie.

Girls you know
When you're in the mood
(In the mood)
You may meet a man
Can't do anything good
(nothing good)
But you've got to pity him
And ty to understand
(understand)
That a hero, a hero is so hard to find

When he takes you
For his love
(for his love)
And he tries to tell you
That there is'nt any other
(don't believe him)
Oh, he may kiss you

Written by Bob Welch.

We are the hungry ones
On a campground that's been and gone
Where are all the faces that I knew
All the heroes in the bright burning truth
Makes you feel real, real good in your bones
When the hunger stops, and the truth is known
My life, my light is coming home
Yeah, coming home

(Chrsitine McVie)

Fleetwood Mac
Heroes Are Hard To Find

I'm dancing, to the music
Of a simple melody
And I wonder are you thinking
Of a single memory
And I know when I see them swaying
I can hear myself say

Come a little bit closer
(come a little bit closer)
Cause I remember the time
When you held me in your arms
(come a little bit closer)
And you wanted to be mine

Written by Bob Welch.

Well I'm a born enchanter
That's what the ladies see
Yes I'm a born enchanter
Down in the city of dreams
Lord do right by me and let me go
Down in my city of dreams where I need to go

Well I'm a born enchanter, well...

Well I'm a born enchanter
Followin' the sabbath cross
Oh I'm a born enchanter
Looking for the faith I lost
Lord do right by me and let me go

Written by Bob Welch.

I guess you've heard about the Bermuda triangle
There's something going on
Nobody seems to know just what it is
And the airforce won't let on
It might be hole down in the ocean
Yeah or a fog that won't let go
It might be some crazy people talking
Or somebody that we ought to know
Down in Bermuda, the pale blue sea
Way down in the triangle, it's easy to believe

Written by Christine McVie.

Well you thought you had a hold on me
But it's different now
Everything you done before has fell upon you now

Are you just a bad loser
But you never let go
(and you're gonna go down)
Yes you'll go down, but you'll never let it show

All the strings and strokes in the ocean
Won't buy you peice of mind
All because you did what you did
You're not the peaceful kind

Sometimes
The most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams
Pass us by
Keep passing us by

You feel good
I said it's funny that you understood
I knew you would
When you were good
You were very, very good

I still look up
When you walk in the room
I've the same wide eyes
They tell the story
Try not to reach out
When you turn 'round
And you say hello
And we both pretend