The End of the Day

What does one need
At the end of the day,
When there's nothing to do
And nothing to say?

What does one want
At the end of a race,
When they might have gained pride
Or only lost face?

Throughout the day
When my mask is on,
I bury deep
My soul's sad song.
When the starlight slides
Through my bedroom window,
If you're watching,
The truth you'll know.
At the end of the day,
When my energy's spent,
What do I need
When my heart's so bent?
At the end of the day
Someone to hold me tight.
I only need someone
To say, "You'll be all right."

What does one need
At the end of the day,
When there's nothing to do
And nothing to say?