[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you carry like a river running low
A gentleness so ancient that the world may never know
You feel what others bury, you hear what can't be said
You hold the weight of heaven in the quiet of your head
The calm they see is only half — beneath there runs a tide
A whole ocean moving gently, deep and dignified

[PreChorus]
You were built for something holy, something true and wide
A healing kind of presence, like a lamp that burns inside

[Chorus]
You are enough, you are the grace
A quiet fire no storm can erase
Rooted in the earth, touched by the sea
Written in the stars before time could breathe

[Verse 2]
You love like something sacred, like a prayer without a word
You give before you're asked to, and you hope to be heard
The walls around your tenderness were built by borrowed pain
But every stone you've carried has been slowly turned to grain
You've learned that love is patient, you've learned that love is slow
And the depth inside your giving is the finest thing you know

[PreChorus]
The world has felt your steadiness without knowing why
A grace beneath the surface reaching up toward the sky

[Chorus]
You are enough, you are the grace
A quiet fire no storm can erase
Rooted in the earth, touched by the sea
Written in the stars before time could breathe

[Verse 3]
You've wrestled with belonging, felt the distance of the crowd
You've dreamed of something better but were never quite too loud
That longing isn't loneliness, it's vision reaching far
A compass forged in quiet and the pull of distant stars
The searching that has wearied you has sharpened who you are
Every wound has been a doorway, every scar a rising star

[PreChorus]
You don't need to earn your worthiness or prove your light is real
The ground beneath your footsteps holds more than you can feel

[Chorus]
You are enough, you are the grace
A quiet fire no storm can erase
Rooted in the earth, touched by the sea
Written in the stars before time could breathe

[Bridge]
Let go of what the world required and never gave you back
The truest things were always there, and nothing do you lack
You were woven out of mercy, shaped by grace and sacred ground
You were always being guided, you were always being found

[Outro]
Rest now in the knowing you were never left alone
Every river finds the ocean, every wanderer finds home