Jeremy Rosado
SEVEN YEARS OLD AND CRYING
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
AND LYING ON THE COLD
BATHROOM FLOOR
TURN ON THE FAUCET SO THAT NOBODY
WOULD HAVE TO HEAR ME
TOO YOUNG TO
UNDERSTAND THE FEELING
OF THE SOUND THAT MY HEART MAKES
THE SECOND MY HEART BREAKS
THE PEOPLE I LOVED
THE MOST DIDN’T PROTECT ME
FROM THE LIES THAT WERE SPOKEN
BUT THERE IN THAT MOMENT I KNEW
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
TELLING ME THE TRUTH
THAT I’M GOOD ENOUGH
O’ HOW YOU’D FIGHT FOR ME
STANDING IN BETWEEN
THE ENEMY AND ME
I MIGHT BE BRUISED
BUT I’M ALIVE BECAUSE
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
FROM A TEENAGER TO A FATHER
MY NIECE IS NOW MY DAUGHTER
I’M ONLY THIRTEEN
ROCKING HER TO SLEEP
IN THE BEDROOM
I GREW UP IN
FEELING UNWORTHY
THAT I WOULDN’T ADD UP
BUT THANK GOD THAT
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
TELLING ME THE TRUTH
THAT I’M GOOD ENOUGH
O’ HOW YOU’D FIGHT FOR ME
STANDING IN BETWEEN
THE ENEMY AND ME
I MIGHT BE BRUISED
BUT I’M ALIVE BECAUSE
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
OH, I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
YOU WERE MY FIGHTER, FATHER
LIGHT AND PROVIDER
YOU PUT ME ON YOUR SHOULDER
AND SAID IT WASN’T OVER
SHELTER, DEFENDER
YOU WERE MY PROTECTOR
YOU MADE ME WHO I AM
THANK GOD THAT
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
TELLING ME THE TRUTH
THAT I’M GOOD ENOUGH
O’ HOW YOU’D FIGHT FOR ME
STANDING IN BETWEEN
THE ENEMY AND ME
I MIGHT BE BRUISED
BUT I’M ALIVE BECAUSE
YOU WERE MY HERO IN THE ROOM
OH, MY HERO IN THE ROOM
I HAD A HERO IN THE ROOM
OH, MY HERO IN THE ROOM
HERO
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