[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the marrow, a hunger in the bone,
A spirit built for open skies but always pushing home,
She moves before the world can catch up, blazing her own trail,
Got a lion's heart beneath the surface, too alive to fail,
But she carries what she won't say out loud, the weight no one has named,
Every battle fought in silence, every scar she never claimed,

[PreChorus]
She's been her own horizon, her own compass, her own north,
All that quiet strength inside her searching for its worth,

[Chorus]
She is made of March and thunder, built from roots and open flame,
She's the kind of soul the universe would carefully reclaim,
Every road she's walked has shaped her, every wound became her ground,
She is whole, she is holy, she is finally enough right now,

[Verse 2]
She loves like something ancient, like a tide that won't retreat,
Gives before she's ever asked and calls her giving incomplete,
Sees the good in souls half-hidden, holds the broken like they're gold,
But she's longed for someone brave enough to reach beneath her threshold,
She's dreamed of love as something sacred, something vast and almost true,
A connection deep enough to match the ocean inside you,

[PreChorus]
The walls she built were not from coldness, they were shelter, they were art,
Every boundary was a love note from a too-wide-open heart,

[Chorus]
She is made of March and thunder, built from roots and open flame,
She's the kind of soul the universe would carefully reclaim,
Every road she's walked has shaped her, every wound became her ground,
She is whole, she is holy, she is finally enough right now,

[Verse 3]
There's a wanderer in her restless, always reaching past the hill,
A philosopher behind the laughter, searching meaning in the still,
She's worked behind the curtain where the thankless labor hides,
Moved with quiet conviction like a current deep inside,
But the world needs what she carries, all that wisdom hard-won true,
There's a legacy already written in everything she'll do,

[PreChorus]
She don't need to prove a single thing to earn her rightful place,
She was written in the cosmos long before she had a face,

[Chorus]
She is made of March and thunder, built from roots and open flame,
She's the kind of soul the universe would carefully reclaim,
Every road she's walked has shaped her, every wound became her ground,
She is whole, she is holy, she is finally enough right now,

[Bridge]
Let the fire find its resting place, let the searching come to peace,
Every question had a purpose, every storm a sweet release,
She was never lost, just learning what her own true north would be,
She was always, she was always, she was always meant to be free,

[Outro]
So rest now in the knowing, all the stars already said your name,
You are guided, you are grounded, you were never once to blame,
You are enough,