When I was growing up, always had this fantasy
Of flying up high with a blanket tied around me
I guess this fantasy could land me in some crazy trouble
But then I realized, this fantasy’s not real
For Superman and Spiderman
Power Puff Girls plus Batman
Won’t be there for me
When I cry out for help
There’s only one Man who’ll rescue me
His name is call Emmanuel
For Jesus is always there for me
And there’s this hero who calls himself Mr. Incredible
He does not get it to his head, he’s just not real
It’s not by might nor by our strength but by God’s Spirit
And then I realize
I need Jesus to survive