[Verse 1]
Sandra, you were built with a quiet kind of flame,
A steady hand, a lion's heart that never needs a frame.
You carry what you love like it's carved into your bones,
You learned to build your shelter long before you built your throne.
There's a softness underneath the way you hold the line,
A tenderness you guard so well it takes its own sweet time.

[PreChorus]
But the ones who stay can feel it,
The warmth behind the wall —

[Chorus]
You're the fire that doesn't flicker when the winter starts to fall,
You're the shoulder, you're the silence, you're the strongest in the hall.
Sandra, don't you know the sky was paying close attention
When it wrote your name in constellations you have yet to mention?

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, something patient, something real,
You'd rather show devotion than explain the way you feel.
The people that you partner with become your kind of mirror,
And the closer someone gets to you, the more you see things clearer.
You hold a dream so vivid that it hums beneath your chest,
A vision for your life that keeps you restless from the rest.

[PreChorus]
And the universe keeps whispering
Through every open door —

[Chorus]
You're the fire that doesn't flicker when the winter starts to fall,
You're the shoulder, you're the silence, you're the strongest in the hall.
Sandra, don't you know the sky was paying close attention
When it wrote your name in constellations you have yet to mention?

[Verse 3]
There's a revolution living in the way you walk the earth,
A quiet power rising that has known you since your birth.
The world will try to rush you but your timing's never wrong,
You were meant to build things slowly, Sandra — steady, deep, and long.
So trust the ache that drives you toward the life you haven't claimed,
The stars already called your name before you knew the game.

[PreChorus]
And every wall you've weathered
Was shaping something true —

[Bridge]
You don't need permission to become what's pulling you,
The fire and the patience were the gifts they gave to you.

[Outro]
Sandra, steady fire — the sky still writes for you.