Simmer
Alex Wilson
Description
A sensual, slow-burn disco-pop track using a cooking metaphor to describe a budding romance. "Simmer" evokes the intimate, tactile experience of cooking together, blending vulnerability and passion with playful innuendo. The song features a groovy bassline, shimmering synths, and a breathy vocal delivery to create a warm, inviting atmosphere.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Apron on the chair, timer not set, Garlic in the pan doing pirouettes. You bring basil, I bring brave, Two spoons clink like a toast we made. Steam on the window draws a crooked heart, You say “taste”—I say “it’s a start.” [Pre-Chorus] Low flame love is the way to win, Turn it down, let the flavors blend. [Chorus] Keep it on a simmer till it’s right, Let it bloom slow under midnight light. Stir me once, then hold me tight, When it whispers ready, take a bite of the night. Salt to taste, we improvise, No recipe—just trusting signs. Keep it on a simmer, nice and light, ’Til the room says “perfect”—and it tastes like us tonight. [Post-Chorus] Stir—stir—simmer. Low—low—glimmer. [Verse 2] You write notes on a napkin: “more thyme, less doubt,” I laugh, “chef’s kiss,” then we figure it out. We plate the moment on a borrowed plate, Forks in the air like a tiny parade. Doorbell’s dinner we forgot to call, But this little kitchen is a five-star wall. [Pre-Chorus] No rush service, we take our time, Let the sauce find its perfect line. [Chorus] Keep it on a simmer till it’s right, Slow little sway while the city’s quiet. Taste and see how the colors align, Sweet meets heat and the balance shines. Salt to taste, we improvise, No recipe—just trusting signs. Keep it on a simmer, nice and light, ’Til the room says “perfect”—and it tastes like us tonight. [Bridge] If it boils, we turn it back down, Patience is golden and never a frown. Add a little laughter, a twist of lime, Let the chorus thicken one more time. I’m your slow burn; you’re my favorite spice— Stir in a look—mm, that’s nice. Let's savor this moment, our private device, 'Cause the best things in life can't be bought with a price. [Final Chorus] Keep it on a simmer till it’s right, Kitchen light halo, everything bright. Call it a feast we made from a vibe, Pass me the spoon and I’ll sign the night. Salt to taste, we improvise, Turn the flame low; let the moment rise. Keep it on a simmer, nice and light— We’ll know it’s ready when we both say “one more bite.” [Tag] “Timer? Off. We’re cooking off-book.” [Outro] Simmer, simmer, yeah... Glimmer, glimmer, oh... Fade out with synth arpeggio and vocal ad-libs