[Verse 1]
She reads the room before she reads the page,
A curious mind that never shows its age,
She carries questions like a lantern in the dark,
Truth-seeking runs like rivers through her heart,
They see the easy smile, the light, the charm,
They don't see all the tides she keeps so calm

[PreChorus]
She's built a home inside her own backbone,
Still sometimes wonders if she's truly known

[Chorus]
Shawnna, you're written in the stars and the soil,
A heart that loves deep, a spirit that won't recoil,
Every road you've walked has led you back to you,
Shawnna, the whole wide world needs what you carry through

[Verse 2]
She loves like something steady, old, and wide,
Like shelter in a storm she holds you inside,
But she guards her softer places like a door
That only opens when she trusts you to the core,
She gives before she's asked without a sound,
And still she questions if she's worth the ground

[PreChorus]
She's learned to keep her feelings close and clean,
But there's an ocean underneath the serene

[Chorus]
Shawnna, you're written in the stars and the soil,
A heart that loves deep, a spirit that won't recoil,
Every road you've walked has led you back to you,
Shawnna, the whole wide world needs what you carry through

[Verse 3]
She's been misread, misheard, and still she spoke,
Found her voice again each time it almost broke,
She's chased the meaning past the edge of maps,
Built something real from all the empty gaps,
Her strength ain't loud, it's rooted, slow, and sure,
The kind that turns old wounds to something pure

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote her carefully with care,
A soul this deep and rare don't come from nowhere

[Chorus]
Shawnna, you're written in the stars and the soil,
A heart that loves deep, a spirit that won't recoil,
Every road you've walked has led you back to you,
Shawnna, the whole wide world needs what you carry through

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn your place beneath the sky,
You don't have to prove your worth to justify,
Every crack you've carried holds a kind of gold,
You are more than enough, more than you've been told

[Outro]
The moon still rises, the roots still hold,
And you were made, not broken, from the stories told,
Shawnna, rest now, you have always been enough