Musical Barista Girl - sc. 5 Lana - Hold me near

Style: Bossa nova
[Verse 1]
She folds her hands in the chapel heat
Lipstick fading on her upper lip
Counts the cracks in the tiled floor
Like a map to someplace she can’t ignore

There’s a letter she never sends
Three names crossed out at the ends
She looks so brave in the borrowed mirror
Then the room gets sharp and the room gets narrower

[Pre-Chorus]
She says, "If love comes late
I might not wait"
Her throat goes tight
At the edge of night

[Chorus]
Hold me near
Hold me near
I’m still here
I’m still here

I want to love
I want to be loved
Don’t let me fall
Before I’m enough

[Verse 2]
At the market by the silver bins
She buys pears and a box of pins
Keeps her smile like a plate in hand
Trying hard to look like a woman who can

But the quiet leans on her chest
Makes a bed where her hopes can rest
She watches couples under the awning rain
And feels her whole heart start to name the pain

[Pre-Chorus]
She says, “If love comes late
I might not wait”
Her mouth goes dry
At the edge of night

[Chorus]
Hold me near
Hold me near
I’m still here
I’m still here

I want to love
I want to be loved
Don’t let me fall
Before I’m enough

[Bridge]
Then a small voice says
"Stay one more day"
Put down the shame
Let the ache have space

If you can’t be a flame
Be a little light
Just enough to live
Just enough tonight

[Chorus]
Hold me near
Hold me near
I’m still here
I’m still here

I want to love
I want to be loved
Don’t let me fall
Before I’m enough

[Outro]
She opens the blinds
To the salt-white sky
And lets one breath
Say, "I will try"

Bossa nova with brushed percussion and nylon-string guitar in a laid-back swung pulse; verse rides sparse guitar, bass, and soft finger snaps, pre-chorus opens with light flute and suspended chords, chorus returns intimate with warm harmony doubles and subtle vocal ad-libs, Add reversed cymbal swells into the hook, a whispered pickup before the bridge, and a clean, airy mix with close-mic female vocals, bossa nova