Seems as good a place as any to leave this, written shortly after Chritsopher Reeve's death, 2004:
No More Superhero (words and music yrs truly )
Clark Kent could not compete
Though mild-mannered and smart
He knew he could not hold the heart
Of the lovely Miss Lane
Because Superman, he flew
And Superman wore no spectacles
So Clark ate up his vegetables
And brooded long
Now Clark could not leap
Over tall buildings
And though he could not pick up a truck
He thought he’d try his luck
And make her understand
Although he could not catch a bullet in his hand
Or run as fast as a train
She might love him just the same
Chorus
Who can tell the loneliness
Of Clark Kent?
Trapped beneath a rock
That the Superman
Could surely crush
Just as easily
As the fly
He would not harm
And Superman, he died
But he was not killed by Kryptonite
He left the world a better place
But he still had work to do
And now when people need him
He won’t be there to help them
And did he go to heaven
Like humans do?
Chorus
And in the end
Lois saw he had the strength of ten
But the kind you only feel inside
And through the tears she cried
Lois turned to Clark
Only to find him gone
Now who can understand
The loneliness of Lois Lane?