[Intro – soft crackle + warm guitar fingers] (Mm…) Stay close… The night feels warmer when you breathe it in… [Verse 1 – tender indie-pop flow] Blankets on the ground, sky spilling over, Your shoulder’s where my summer gets slower. Fireflies float like lanterns made for two, Every little spark drifts closer to you. Your hands brush mine—accident or fate? Either way, I’m caught… no escape. The stars lean in like they’re tryna confess, But your heartbeat’s louder than all the rest. [Pre-Chorus – rising warmth] Smoke curls up, our shadows sway, You hum a tune, I drift away. One breath, one grin— I feel the campsite pulling me in… [Chorus – bright, cozy, romantic “hey-hey” chant] Firelight on your skin— Hey-hey, I’m falling again. Every glow writes your name In the dark like a gentle flame. Firelight on your skin— Feels like home under your grin. Hey-hey, let it begin… You’re my favorite kind of sin. [Verse 2 – soft rap-sing, intimate] Your hoodie on me, oversized perfection, Laughing at my stories like they needed protection. Marshmallow hands, sticky and warm, You steal one, smile—heartstorm. You point at a star, tell me to wish, But you’re the only thing on my list. A log pops loud; you flinch and hide, So I pull you in, you stay by my side. [Pre-Chorus – glowing breathiness] Smoke curls up, our shadows sway, You hum a tune, I drift away. One breath, one grin— I feel the campsite pulling me in… [Chorus – fuller harmonies, deeper love] Firelight on your skin— Hey-hey, I’m falling again. Every glow writes your name In the dark like a gentle flame. Firelight on your skin— Feels like home under your grin. Hey-hey, let it begin… You’re my favorite kind of sin. [Bridge – hushed, glowing, close to the mic] Lean in… closer… The stars won’t tell a soul. Let the night uncover Every secret you wanna hold. If this is dreaming… don’t wake me. Let the warmth remake me. [Final Chorus – sparkly, fuller chant] Firelight on your skin— Hey-hey, I’m falling again. No rush, no end in sight, Just your heartbeat and the night. Firelight on your skin— Feels like home under your grin. Hey-hey, let it begin… Stay ’til the embers dim. [Outro – ember crackle, soft humming] Mm… firelight… Still on your skin… Still pulling me in.

Campfire on Your Skin