[Verse 1]
They see the still water, they don't see the tide
All those currents running deep, wide and wild inside
A heart that holds the whole room without making a sound
Soft on the surface, but roots reaching underground
You feel everything — every shift, every unspoken word
Carrying the weight of worlds no one knows you've heard

[PreChorus]
The calm you wear has cost you more than anyone knows
But every scar you've hidden is where your courage grows

[Chorus]
You are the ocean and the shore at once
The steady ground beneath the restless months
You don't need to earn the space that you fill
You were written with intention and you're worthy still

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient — precise, quiet, and real
Not in grand declarations but in how hard you feel
You notice what others miss, the small things, the true
And you give before you're asked because that's just what you do
But the part of you that's waiting to be chosen too
Deserves the same devotion you pour into others' view

[PreChorus]
You've been learning where your own edges begin
The bravest thing you'll do is turn that love within

[Chorus]
You are the ocean and the shore at once
The steady ground beneath the restless months
You don't need to earn the space that you fill
You were written with intention and you're worthy still

[Verse 3]
There's a version of yourself you haven't let live yet
The one who leads her own life without guilt or regret
The world convinced you balance meant giving yourself away
But your fire is a compass, not a debt you have to pay
You're learning that your longing for a life that's fully yours
Isn't asking too much — it's what the cosmos carved you for

[PreChorus]
The tension you've been carrying between who you are and who you've been
Is not a wound — it's where the whole story begins

[Chorus]
You are the ocean and the shore at once
The steady ground beneath the restless months
You don't need to earn the space that you fill
You were written with intention and you're worthy still

[Bridge]
The sky mapped you carefully, with ink that never fades
Your depth is not a burden, it's the gift the darkness made
You are held by something ancient, something patient, something true
There's a quiet kind of knowing in the universe — it knows you

[Outro]
Come home to yourself, let the searching rest
You were never lost — you were always being pressed
Into something truer, something whole and free
The stars don't make mistakes, and neither do they