[Verse 1]
She burns like something ancient, lit from deep below,
A lion-hearted woman with an undertow,
The warmth she gives the room — they feel it, can't explain,
But underneath the radiance, she knows the weight of rain,
She's mapped the hidden country where the tender feelings hide,
They see the calm, they never see the tide

[PreChorus]
She holds the whole world gently in her hands,
Giving more than anyone understands

[Chorus]
Written in the fire and the flood,
Victoria, this is who you are in your blood,
Every depth you've swallowed, every wall you've built alone,
The stars conspired carefully to bring you home

[Verse 2]
She loves the way a river loves — persistent, clear, and true,
Remembers every detail, every quiet thing you do,
She'll notice what you need before the words are formed,
Then fold her own needs neatly and leave them undiscerned,
She searches for the meaning past the surface of things,
Restless for the altitude that real understanding brings

[PreChorus]
She's built from contradiction — wild and refined,
An open road, a harbor, and a searching mind

[Chorus]
Written in the fire and the flood,
Victoria, this is who you are in your blood,
Every depth you've swallowed, every wall you've built alone,
The stars conspired carefully to bring you home

[Verse 3]
The wound that says your light needs earning — let it go,
Your worth was never something you were meant to prove or show,
You've faced the rooms that asked you to be smaller, safe, and still,
And walked out carrying the truth they couldn't fit or fill,
The world is asking for exactly what you bring —
Not the polished version, but the whole unguarded thing

[PreChorus]
The fog is lifting, something's coming clear,
The voice that always knew the way — she's here

[Chorus]
Written in the fire and the flood,
Victoria, this is who you are in your blood,
Every depth you've swallowed, every wall you've built alone,
The stars conspired carefully to bring you home

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the love that's already yours,
You were whole before you learned to keep the score,
The cosmos wrote you carefully in ink that doesn't fade,
You are not a work in progress — you are what you were made

[Outro]
So rest inside the knowing, let the searching finally cease,
Victoria, the stars have always called you home in peace,
You were never lost — you were becoming, all along,
And everything you are is more than enough