Lyrics:
[FAYE]Those smug little men with your smug little schemesThey forgot one thingThe play isn't over by a long shot yetThere are heroes in the worldPrinces and heroes in the worldAnd one of them will save usWait and seeWait and seeThere won't be trumpets or bolts of fireTo say he's comingNo Roman candles, no angels choirNo sound of distant drummingHe may not be the cavalierTall and graceful, fair and strongDoesn't matters just as long asHe comes alongBut not with trumpets or lightning flashingOr shining armorHe may be daring, he may be dashingOr maybe he's a farmerWe can wait, what's another day?He has lots of hills to climbAnd the hero doesn't comeTill the nick of timeDon't look for trumpets or whistles tootingTo guarantee himThere won't be trumpets, but sure as shootingYou'll know him when you see himDon't know when, don't know whereAnd I can't even say but I careAll I know is the minute you turnAnd he's suddenly thereYou won't need trumpetsThere are no trumpetsWho needs trumpets?