[Verse 1]
Two voices living in one chest, always trading places,
A mind that races through a thousand open spaces,
You light up every room before you reach the door,
Then slip back into silence where nobody thinks to look for more,
They see the spark, the wit, the charm you wear with ease,
But miss the current underneath, the depth beneath the breeze

[PreChorus]
You carry more than anyone has ever thought to ask,
A whole universe of feelings hidden just behind the mask

[Chorus]
You were written in the early hours, born when night was thin,
Every contradiction in you is where the light gets in,
You don't have to choose between the fire and the tide,
You were made for all of it — the whole of you is right

[Verse 2]
You love like it's a conversation, bright and full of air,
A joke, a glance, a question asked by someone who still cares,
But underneath the playfulness lives something deep and rare,
A heart that feels the weight of worlds and still shows up to share,
You've given when the giving cost you more than they could see,
You've bent yourself to keep the peace and called it being free

[PreChorus]
But freedom isn't losing yourself to keep the calm,
The bravest thing you'll ever do is trust your own two palms

[Chorus]
You were written in the early hours, born when night was thin,
Every contradiction in you is where the light gets in,
You don't have to choose between the fire and the tide,
You were made for all of it — the whole of you is right

[Verse 3]
There's a quiet kind of power in the work you do alone,
Where the dreaming meets the doing and the seed becomes the stone,
You've questioned every truth they handed you and called it doubt,
But that's the mind that cracks the ceiling when it can't get out,
The ache of not quite fitting in the places that you've tried,
Is just the proof that you were meant for something wider than their lines

[PreChorus]
The stars don't write a story meant for someone else to live,
Everything you are right now is everything to give

[Chorus]
You were written in the early hours, born when night was thin,
Every contradiction in you is where the light gets in,
You don't have to choose between the fire and the tide,
You were made for all of it — the whole of you is right

[Bridge]
The cosmos mapped you carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a kind of blade,
Not to cut but to uncover what was always underneath,
You are held by something ancient and it will not let you leave

[Outro]
So rest inside the wholeness of exactly what you are,
You were never lost — you were always just a gathering star,
The world already needs the particular way you shine,
You were enough before you started — and you are enough this time