A Hit Song

I need a hit song

A straight to your heart song

Maybe I'm head strong

But I need to prove

I need a new mark

A straight through the door spark

I'd hit a home run

If I only knew

The tears run down

Your cheek

And the needle, like twisting to the groove

The state is sad

For the dawn

But the hurting party bends

It's all for two

And I know that there's still something to prove

Hit songs don't always sell the truth

I need a high note

A moment to clear throats

Of all who have lost hope

In need of the small

I need a halfway line

To get me cross the finishing line

I'm back in those arms of yours

And you into mine

And the song pours out

Your heart

And the curtain call is one more false start

And hanging on your every dream

The hurting curly once more steals the sea

And I know that there's something left to lose

And high notes don't always reach the truth

And needles don't always meet their groove

And hit songs don't always need to move