Verse 1:

Local hero, town pride, Hometown boy in his towns eyes/
Playing songs from a dinted ride, Got big dreams for that city life/
Won't sit aside, big schemes, Won't feel right, if he don't leave/
There's no time, to just survive, and justify this scenery/

Sitting shotgun with his best friend, in an old Benz and that's their chariot/
Girls stare at their school dance, they walk around like champions/
Walking down their school halls, with their footballs, and their girlfriends/
So obnoxious, so they watch us, in his conscious, he ain't content/

In this, quiet room, quiet room, Watched all alone by this white moon/
Try to leave once schools out, but his girls wants to be a wife soon/
She's so keen on that house too, king-queen in their castle/
Picket fence, a trampoline for the family they'll amount to/

Bags packed and tank full, note saying he's thankful/
One last call to her home phone, each dial tone seems painful/
To his sweetheart, tell her think fast, if I ask do you wanna leave or stay/
I won't judge you, you know I love you, come with me when I runaway/

Chorus:

'Cos it feels like I'm losing my mind/
Driving slow I got nothing in site/
But I'm speeding on this highway of life/
I'm trying to be that Local Hero tonight/

Verse II:

Local hero, town pride, by himself in city lights/
Share house with 3 other guys, they study long, work overtime/
Mum rings on that landline, asking if he's eating right/
Bank broke, he's homesick, from all the shit, this city provides/

The only way to make it, his old girls now got a new favourite/
His old team now has a new captain, all alone, out of the action/
Goes to try outs no one to back him, he won't lie down, no distraction/
Feed the passion, in the meantime, master timing, things can happen/

So He's, Praying on that call back, he can't afford to crawl back/
So he's patient, but he's praying, he ain't back home with his old man/
One card to play, won't play it safe, theres one shot, at this new chance/
Phone rings, his heart skips, when they offer him a contract/

In the mirror, sees the city, and the place that paved the path/
Friday night lights, in his eye site, he's so close don't fall apart/
Count the head lights, watch the skyline, from the benches in this park/
Almost famous, so courageous, local boy, now the cities heart/

Chorus x 1

Bridge:

He goes on and on, that's until the break of dawn/
He ain't stopping what he started, He knows everything he wants/
Failure ain't no option, he is fearless from it all/
He knows his whole town is watching so he's got to prove them wrong/

The buildings are tall in this city of dreams/
This city hall isn't all that it seems/
The writings right there on this mirror that speaks/
Heroes will fall just like Autumns own leaves/
Please take a minute to properly breath/
Take it all in then exhale in peace/
Prevail your mind, open your eyes/
No jeopardising the prize that he needs/

Chorus x 1

[Outro Singing]