Wildfire In Her Hands

[Verse 1]
She walks in
Like trouble in silk and skin
Little smile
That says she’s already won
Dice in her palm
Ruby lips trace each command
Every word
Is wildfire in her hands
[Chorus]
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Bending fate with a crooked grin
Whispers spells in the dark
Till you’re begging to fall again
You think you’re holding the cards
She’s already changed the plan
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Wildfire in her hands (mm, in her hands)
[Verse 2]
Gold on her throat
Glows soft when she says your name
One small touch
And nothing feels the same
Promise or curse
You can’t tell which one you crave
You’d roll it all
Just to be her favorite grave (oh)
[Chorus]
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Bending fate with a crooked grin
Whispers spells in the dark
Till you’re begging to fall again
You think you’re holding the cards
She’s already changed the plan
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Wildfire in her hands
[Bridge]
She leans in
Lips at your ear
“Careful
Love… I keep what I steal”
All at once
The room disappears
And all that’s real
All that’s real
Is her
[Chorus]
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Bending fate with a crooked grin (crooked grin)
Whispers spells in the dark
Till you’re begging to fall again (oh, fall again)
You think you’re holding the cards
She’s already changed the plan
She’s a sorceress
Baby
Wildfire in her hands
Wildfire in her hands (yeah)
Wildfire in her hands

Velvety live jazz ballad, slow 68 BPM sway. Intimate upright bass and brushed snare, smoky piano voicings, and a sultry female vocal right on the mic. Sparse guitar doubles key phrases; chorus blooms with soft background oohs and a touch of reverb. Gradual simmer from candlelit whisper to late-night, full-body ache, then back to a soft, lingering resolve., ballad, slow, deep, female vocals