[Verse 1]
There's a fire in you that doesn't need a stage to burn,
A quiet kind of authority that others slowly learn,
You hold the room without a word, a gravity, a grace,
But underneath the steady glow, there's an ocean no one traces,
The surface reads as sunlit calm, composed and bright and sure,
While something dark and fathomless is turning at the core,

[PreChorus]
They see the warmth, they miss the tide,
All that current churning deep inside,

[Chorus]
Victoria, you were written in the wide and ancient sky,
A lion with a Scorpio moon learning how to cry,
Every contradiction in you is a gift they haven't named,
You are not too much, you never were — you are exactly made,

[Verse 2]
You think in feeling, speak in memory, love in layered ways,
Your mind holds every tender thing from long-forgotten days,
And there's a voice that sometimes tells you it was never quite enough,
That the world needs polish, not the raw and unfinished stuff,
But that voice was never yours to keep — it was borrowed, it was old,
And the imperfection you've been fixing is the best part of your soul,

[PreChorus]
They see the order, miss the flame,
The alchemist behind the frame,

[Chorus]
Victoria, you were written in the wide and ancient sky,
A lion with a Scorpio moon learning how to cry,
Every contradiction in you is a gift they haven't named,
You are not too much, you never were — you are exactly made,

[Verse 3]
You love like something ancient, like a promise set in stone,
Grand in every gesture, loyal all the way down to the bone,
But you've learned to keep your heart behind a beautifully carved door,
Waiting to feel certain before you offer something more,
And the ones who've earned your trust have touched a kind of rare and holy ground,
The kind of love you carry is the kind that turns the world around,

[PreChorus]
You give before they ask for it,
Then wonder if it's ever fit,

[Chorus]
Victoria, you were written in the wide and ancient sky,
A lion with a Scorpio moon learning how to cry,
Every contradiction in you is a gift they haven't named,
You are not too much, you never were — you are exactly made,

[Verse 4]
There's a path beneath the questions that your restless searching makes,
A wisdom built from everything you've held through all the breaks,
You have descended into darkness more than once to find the light,
And come back carrying lanterns for the ones still in the night,
The world needs what you carry, all the depth you've learned to hold,
Stop shrinking for the comfort of a room too small for your soul,

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote you carefully,
With ink the years cannot set free,

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn your place among the ones you love,
You've always been the answer, not in need of proof enough,
Rest inside the knowing that the stars aligned for this,
You are held by something greater than a world that sometimes missed,

[Outro]
Victoria, the sky still holds your name,
The fire, the depth, the grace — they're all the same,
You were never lost — you were always becoming whole,
A universe condensed into one extraordinary soul,