My hero wasn't perfect
And no, he couldn't fly
He was just a mortal
A normal passer-by

My hero was very special
As special as can be
He died when I was only four
But he was good to me

He'd listen to my stories
And always let me play
Never once can I remember
That he ever told me nay

He died of smoking cancer
And just like that he was gone
He left me with no answer
To what was right or what was wrong

I can't believe he left me
I can't believe he died
He never ever broke a law
And never has he lied

I didn't know what to do so I just cried

I hid below the table
So no one could see my tears
And watched the world with hatred
As it snickered and it sneered

Just before my hero died
He gave a bear to me
And if you look on my bed today
then you would surely see

I still have that same old bear
And I still call him Brownie
I used to play and talk with him
And he would always talk to me

But when my hero died
I hated that old bear
But just then I remembered
The he'd always be there

From that day on, he's always had a soggy shoulder to cry on

And if you'd like to know
Who my hero really is
Just think about who is there for you
And take a wild guess

Go to a cemetary and look for an Angel
And you'll find he's always there

My hero was my Grandpa
And you may call me crazy
But he would always carry me
Whenever I was lazy