Lyrics
[verse]
She walks along the boulevard with flowers in her hair
Humming to the traffic like she hasn't got a care
Waitress in the diner, poet on the side
She keeps a battered notebook that she's never far from wide
[verse]
Sun-washed California with the seagulls flying low
She's got a dozen dreamers she has watched come and go
But there's a certain kindness in the way she pours the tea
A quiet kind of grace that only some of us can see
[chorus]
Hold on to the girl with the paper flowers
Hold on through the quiet, hold on through the hours
She's a gentle wonder, dancing soft and slow
Hold on to the tiny dancer, don't ever let her go
[verse]
She's been through a hundred heartbreaks, wears them like a shawl
Still she greets the morning like it's the best one of them all
Every stranger passing feels a little less alone
Cause of one small waitress who never found her home
[chorus]
Hold on to the girl with the paper flowers
Hold on through the quiet, hold on through the hours
She's a gentle wonder, dancing soft and slow
Hold on to the tiny dancer, don't ever let her go
[bridge]
Piano keys are falling soft like rain upon the glass
Every memory of her feels like it was built to last
Count the stars beside her, count the miles we've come
She's the quiet reason why this old heart still hums
[chorus]
Hold on to the girl with the paper flowers
Hold on through the quiet, hold on through the hours
She's a gentle wonder, dancing soft and slow
Hold on to the tiny dancer, don't ever let her go