[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you carry like a practiced art,
A scales held steady while the tide pulls at your heart,
You read the room before you speak, you weigh the cost,
But underneath that balance lives an ocean tempest-tossed,
They see the calm, they never see the current underneath,
The depth you hold like sacred fire, too precise to release

[PreChorus]
You think in layers, always searching past the surface of the page,
Every word you finally speak has earned its place

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too deep,
You are not the wounds you carry in your sleep,
The stars wrote you carefully, they knew what they were doing,
There's a quiet kind of power in the life that you are building

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a vow that doesn't break,
You give the whole of what you have, you give until you ache,
You've stood inside the ruins of the things that fell apart,
And built a safer home from what was left inside your heart,
You were never hard to love — you just learned to ask for proof,
And every wall you built became the outline of your truth

[PreChorus]
The fire in you moves before the world can catch its breath,
And every scar you carry is a testament to depth

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too deep,
You are not the wounds you carry in your sleep,
The stars wrote you carefully, they knew what they were doing,
There's a quiet kind of power in the life that you are building

[Verse 3]
Your mind is like a lantern in a room that no one's lit,
You see the things that hide in corners — that was always it,
You've questioned what is real, you've torn belief down to the bone,
And what you've kept from all of that, you've made entirely your own,
The world needs what you carry, every hard-won, honest thing,
The truth you finally settled on could teach the world to sing

[PreChorus]
You don't have to prove the worth that's been inside you all along,
What felt like something broken was the making of your song

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too deep,
You are not the wounds you carry in your sleep,
The stars wrote you carefully, they knew what they were doing,
There's a quiet kind of power in the life that you are building

[Verse 4]
There's a compass pulling somewhere past the edge of what you know,
A wanderer inside you that was born already mid-road,
You've dissolved and been remade more times than you can name,
And you came out each time different but the core of you remained,
You are not the version someone chose to leave behind,
You are every phoenix morning of the metamorphic kind

[PreChorus]
The universe mapped out a path that only you could walk this way,
You were never meant to fit the mold — you were meant to reshape the clay

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too deep,
You are not the wounds you carry in your sleep,
The stars wrote you carefully, they knew what they were doing,
There's a quiet kind of power in the life that you are building

[Bridge]
You are held by more than you can see or understand,
What you thought was empty space was always open hand,
Let the tide inside you rise — it doesn't make you less,
You were whole before the world had any chance to test

[Outro]
The cosmos kept your secret well — it's written in the deep,
You are guided, you are known, you are enough to keep