[Verse 1]
She weighs every word before it leaves her lips,
Finds beauty in the balance, reads the room she's in,
But underneath that grace there runs a current, cold and deep,
A mind that never quiets and a heart that doesn't sleep,
She's built from contradiction — still water hiding fire,
The kind of soul that sees through everything, and goes higher

[PreChorus]
She carries more than anyone around her ever knows,
That stillness is the ocean, not the absence of the undertow

[Chorus]
Jeanette, you were written in a language old and true,
The cosmos laid a map down just to lead the world to you,
You don't have to prove the depth of what you hold inside,
You are every tide that's ever turned, and every star that's tried

[Verse 2]
She loves with all her marrow, loves with everything unseen,
Not the kind of love that surfaces — the kind that runs between,
She gives before she's asked to and she holds the ones who fall,
But she's learned to hide her own wounds like they don't matter at all,
The scars have made her fluent in a language few can speak,
That kind of depth isn't broken — it's the furthest thing from weak

[PreChorus]
She's always searching for the meaning past the edge of what she knows,
That restless faith inside her is the fire that keeps her whole

[Chorus]
Jeanette, you were written in a language old and true,
The cosmos laid a map down just to lead the world to you,
You don't have to prove the depth of what you hold inside,
You are every tide that's ever turned, and every star that's tried

[Verse 3]
She reads the room but no one reads the room she hides within,
Where the thoughts run deep as caverns and the questions never end,
That mind of hers is hunting for the truth beneath the truth,
A quiet kind of power she's been carrying since her youth,
She doesn't need applause to do the sacred things she does,
She moves like something ancient that was always born because

[PreChorus]
The world she's building isn't made for eyes that look away,
It's made for those who stay long enough to see the light she makes

[Chorus]
Jeanette, you were written in a language old and true,
The cosmos laid a map down just to lead the world to you,
You don't have to prove the depth of what you hold inside,
You are every tide that's ever turned, and every star that's tried

[Verse 4]
She's coming home to something she was always moving toward,
Not the kind of home with walls, but where her soul is finally heard,
She's learning that her worth was never something she could earn,
That the fire in her wasn't placed to prove itself or burn,
The scales she holds were never meant to weigh herself the most,
She's the compass and the journey and the hand that guides her close

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need the world to hand her back what she already owns,
That light inside was never lost — it's always been her home

[Bridge]
Let the searching be the answer, let the depth be its own ground,
Every question that she carried is the treasure she has found,
She was carved from something careful, ink that time cannot erase,
There's a whole world being held together just by being in her place

[Outro]
Jeanette, the stars don't write like this for just anyone at all,
You were never here to fit — you were here to hold it all