Ticket Machine Heart
Style: Piano pop

[Verse 1]
Ticket machines hum in the cold
Confetti stuck where the ice took hold
Frozen puddles catching all the light
And you make the whole street feel bold

[Pre-chorus]
Count the candles, watch them glow
Something's building, ready to go
Everyone here wants you to know

[Chorus]
Hayley, Hayley, light of the day
We're so glad you came this way
You turn plain old Tuesdays golden
Hayley, blow the candles, don't delay

[Verse 2]
You laugh and the whole room lifts
You hand out the warmest gifts
Nobody leaves without feeling seen
Every year we count the drift

[Bridge]
Another year stacked up like coins
Every one of them yours to spend
We're raising glasses, raising joins
Here's to you, our oldest friend

[Chorus]
Hayley, Hayley, light of the day
We're so glad you came this way
You turn plain old Tuesdays golden
Hayley, blow the candles, don't delay

[Outro]
Confetti settles, the ice melts through
We're still here, cheering for you

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