Superman
Harry had been stuck at Privet Drive for two depressing weeks. He sighed, turning on the muggle radio that Hermione had gotten him. The music that came on sickened him: "Lucky I'm in love with my best friend…" How could anyone be so happy when the grave of Cedric Diggory was yet so young, when Lord Voldemort was at large?
Now, that was better, Harry thought, as the radio switched onto a new song: Superman, by Five for Fighting.
I can't stand to fly I really don't want to be your hero,
I'm not that naïve I wish that I could have my parents, I don't want fame,
I'm just out to find
The better part of me I just want to know who I am
I'm more than a bird...I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me Damn right, when every year I seem to come into contact with something related to Voldemort.
Wish that I could cry I wish I could let go,
Fall upon my knees Deny life,
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd...but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed I might not always win
I may be disturbed...but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream I still wish I could have a normal life
It's not easy to be me
Up, up and away...away from me
It's all right...you can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy...or anything... Cut it out, Minister! You know I am telling the truth…
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees I'm not ready for all of this
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet I'm only a man with a lightning bolt star
Digging for kryptonite on this one-way street Fighting to survive
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me
Inside me
Yeah, inside me
Inside of me
I'm only a man
In a funny red sheet
I'm only a man
Looking for a dream
I'm only a man
In a funny red sheet
And it's not easy, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...
It's not easy to be me
This song told the story of his life, thought Harry.