[Verse 1]
She moves through the world like a question mid-flight,
A mind full of doorways, a heart full of light,
She'll charm every room while she's mapping each wall,
The one who adapts, who arrives for them all,
But underneath all of that brightness and spin,
There's a quiet, exacting, determined within

[PreChorus]
She holds herself to a standard no one else can see,
Building something solid out of what she needs to be

[Chorus]
She is the storm that figures out the weather,
The hand that holds the fraying things together,
She carries more than anyone has known,
And every weight she's lifted made her home

[Verse 2]
She loves like a tide coming back to the shore,
Tender and watchful and ready for more,
She'll wrap you in warmth like the walls of a room,
But she keeps her own aching tucked under the moon,
There's a pull between closeness and needing the sky,
Between staying forever and learning to fly

[PreChorus]
She was shaped by the storms that she survived alone,
Every crack in the foundation taught her how to build a home

[Chorus]
She is the storm that figures out the weather,
The hand that holds the fraying things together,
She carries more than anyone has known,
And every weight she's lifted made her home

[Verse 3]
She's been asking the sky if her presence is enough,
If the love that she offers is worthy of trust,
The answer was always already inside,
In the depth of the questions, the width of the tide,
Let the Capricorn moon keep the embers alive,
She was written by the cosmos just to help others thrive

[PreChorus]
She doesn't have to earn what she was given at her birth,
The stars arranged themselves around the fullness of her worth

[Chorus]
She is the storm that figures out the weather,
The hand that holds the fraying things together,
She carries more than anyone has known,
And every weight she's lifted made her home

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to fix every broken thing in sight,
She is not a servant to the proving of her light,
Let the dreamer and the builder finally agree,
She is most herself when she allows herself to be

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote her carefully, with ink that never fades,
She is held by every question and the courage that she's raised,
She is enough, she always was, she always will remain,
The universe does not make twice what she became