Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You walked in like a plot twist at a bar I almost skipped,
Said something smart with a dangerous grin and I swear my world just flipped.
Curly hair pulled straight in vain,
Freckles dancing in the candle’s flame—
You saw the numbers in me I couldn’t explain.
[Pre-Chorus]
And the models you build don’t show what we feel,
But I’d give up all forecasts for something real.
[Chorus]
Oh Sama, my chaos and calm,
You read my soul like a discounted bond.
Eight years on and I still get lost
In those big round eyes, no matter the cost.
You’re logic and lightning, soft and precise,
My curveball, my truth, the love of my life.
[Verse 2]
You said, “I value things no spreadsheet can prove,”
Then kissed me like you had nothing to lose.
And every plan, every pivot since,
Has you at the center—my love, my defense.
You stress about your curls, try to tame the storm,
But I fell for the wild, the fire, the form.
You straighten the strands, but I know the truth—
They’re rebels, like you, and they never lose.
[Pre-Chorus]
Your freckles are constellations I trace when you sleep,
Your silence is gold, your laughter runs deep.
[Chorus]
Oh Sama, my chaos and calm,
You read my soul like a discounted bond.
Eight years on and I still get lost
In those big round eyes, no matter the cost.
You’re logic and lightning, soft and precise,
My curveball, my truth, the love of my life.
[Bridge]
Here’s to every model you crushed,
Every night you came home and blushed,
To your voice on my worst days, steady and clear—
To every “we got this,” year after year.
[Final Chorus]
Sama, my rhythm, my rhyme,
My best bet, my greatest find.
Eight years in and you still amaze—
With messy curls and razor-sharp grace.
You’re more than my heart, you’re my proof and my light,
My once-in-a-lifetime, the love of my life.
[Outro]
So let the market rise or fall,
You’re my constant through it all.
Sama, you hit on me once—but babe, you had me for good.