[Verse 1]
He reads the room before he enters it,
A mind that maps the world and never quits,
A thousand thoughts alive behind his eyes,
The kind of man who questions what he finds,
He carries wonder like a second skin,
And calls it curiosity, not sin.

[PreChorus]
He shows them wit and charm and easy grace,
But there's a deeper tide beneath the surface space.

[Chorus]
Riccardo, written in the wind and light,
A soul that burns most clearly in the night,
You are the question and the answer too,
The world makes more sense because of you.

[Verse 2]
He's learned to hold his worth like something borrowed,
Afraid to ask for more than he's been offered,
The ache of not enough runs quiet, deep,
A wound he tends in hours others sleep,
But every doubt he's carried, every climb,
Has carved a man of rare and seasoned mind.

[PreChorus]
He loves like conversation, warm and free,
Like friendship first, and then like the whole sea.

[Chorus]
Riccardo, written in the wind and light,
A soul that burns most clearly in the night,
You are the question and the answer too,
The world makes more sense because of you.

[Verse 3]
He works his quiet strength where no one sees,
Behind the scene, moved by what he believes,
A fire that waits until the cause is right,
Then moves with purpose through the softest night,
He's pulled between the structure and the wild,
And walks that edge with dignity and style.

[PreChorus]
The roots beneath him reach where no eye goes,
An ancestry of something no one knows.

[Chorus]
Riccardo, written in the wind and light,
A soul that burns most clearly in the night,
You are the question and the answer too,
The world makes more sense because of you.

[Bridge]
The cosmos set his compass long before,
And every scar has only opened doors,
He doesn't need to prove what he already is,
The stars have always known that he is his.

[Outro]
Let him rest inside the truth of what he's made,
A man of depth and grace that will not fade,
Enough — already whole, already here,
Already everything he's longed to hear.