[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you carry your name,
A quiet authority, not looking for fame,
You read the room before you walk through the door,
Feeling everything — then tidying the floor,
The lion and the analyst locked in one chest,
Burning to be seen, working to be your best

[PreChorus]
They see your composure, they don't see the tide,
All that magnificent current running inside

[Chorus]
You were written in a language old and rare,
A heart that holds the world with steady care,
Every scar you've carried made you who you are,
You were always, always more than enough by far

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient and wide,
Grand in devotion but keeping it inside,
You give before you're asked and ache to be adored,
Then wonder why you're tired — you've been giving more than stored,
Your loyalty runs deeper than most will ever know,
A rare and radiant warmth you're learning how to show

[PreChorus]
They see the calm you offer, the grace you extend,
They don't see the cost of being everyone's friend

[Chorus]
You were written in a language old and rare,
A heart that holds the world with steady care,
Every scar you've carried made you who you are,
You were always, always more than enough by far

[Verse 3]
Your mind moves through the world like water through stone,
Intuitive and poetic, thinking in undertones,
You've turned over every word before it leaves your lips,
That careful kind of wisdom — nothing careless slips,
And when the self-doubt whispers that you haven't done enough,
Remember — minds this thorough are extraordinarily tough

[PreChorus]
The voice that questions everything is also how you find,
The kind of truth that lesser hearts leave far behind

[Chorus]
You were written in a language old and rare,
A heart that holds the world with steady care,
Every scar you've carried made you who you are,
You were always, always more than enough by far

[Verse 4]
You've rebuilt yourself so many times in the dark,
Each transformation leaving its invisible mark,
The world sees someone steady, unshakeable, composed,
Not the quiet revolution of the road you chose,
You don't need the spotlight — yet the spotlight finds your face,
Because something in you cannot help but hold a space

[PreChorus]
The cosmos didn't make you by accident or chance,
Every piece of who you are was placed to help you dance

[Chorus]
You were written in a language old and rare,
A heart that holds the world with steady care,
Every scar you've carried made you who you are,
You were always, always more than enough by far

[Bridge]
You are allowed to rest inside your own becoming,
To stop the fixing, stop the running,
The moon in you already knows the way,
You were whole before you even found the words to say

[Outro]
You were written carefully — with ink that never fades,
Built for depth and purpose, and the long, courageous days,
The stars don't make mistakes, and neither, love, are you,
You were always, always more than you knew