[Verse 1]
He carries quiet fire beneath a careful face,
A soul that moves like thunder through an open space,
Born to question everything he's ever been told,
A mind that digs for meaning in the dark and cold,
He feels it all at once — the doubt, the spark, the call,
The softest heart you'll find inside the tallest wall

[PreChorus]
He's learning that his hunger isn't restlessness,
It's a compass pointing somewhere past the wilderness

[Chorus]
Tom, you were written in the early light,
A first flame burning at the edge of night,
You don't have to earn your place beneath the sun,
You were whole before the race had even begun

[Verse 2]
He loves the way a storm loves — sudden, full, and true,
He'd give the shirt right off his back without a clue,
But somewhere in the giving he forgets to keep
The pieces of himself that run so wide, so deep,
He's stood at every doorway wondering if he's enough,
Not knowing that the wondering is what makes him tough

[PreChorus]
The ones who feel too deeply are the ones who change the world,
Every tide he's weathered was a flag he's kept unfurled

[Chorus]
Tom, you were written in the early light,
A first flame burning at the edge of night,
You don't have to earn your place beneath the sun,
You were whole before the race had even begun

[Verse 3]
He thinks too fast sometimes and speaks before the thought,
And then replays the moment like a lesson to be taught,
But that quick mind is lightning — it sees what others miss,
It cuts through all the noise and finds the truth in this,
He's been the one who holds it all while no one holds him back,
Learning now that softness isn't something that he lacks

[PreChorus]
The shell he built for shelter slowly turns into a door,
He opens it and finds that he was worth it all before

[Chorus]
Tom, you were written in the early light,
A first flame burning at the edge of night,
You don't have to earn your place beneath the sun,
You were whole before the race had even begun

[Verse 4]
He's built for something wide — a path that bends and breathes,
That takes him past the borders of what everyone believes,
There's wisdom in his wandering, a purpose in his restless soul,
The further that he travels, the more he becomes whole,
He's not behind, not broken, not too much or not enough,
He's exactly where the universe intended him to trust

[PreChorus]
The stars didn't scatter carelessly the night that he was born,
Every piece of him was chosen — the gentle and the storm

[Chorus]
Tom, you were written in the early light,
A first flame burning at the edge of night,
You don't have to earn your place beneath the sun,
You were whole before the race had even begun

[Bridge]
He is the question and the answer both at once,
The fire that thinks before it burns — and sometimes doesn't,
Every scar he carries is a map of somewhere real,
And every wall he's built so far has taught him how to feel

[Outro]
Tom, the cosmos wrote you carefully, with ink that never fades,
You are held inside the marrow of the light that never grays,
You were always worth the love you've been too careful to receive,
You are more than what you carry — just stay, and just believe