[Verse 1]
She carries a thousand thoughts like birds in flight,
A mind that never rests but finds its own light,
Two souls in one skin, she shifts like the breeze,
Says everything clearly, still holds back the keys,
The world sees the sparkle, the laugh, and the ease,
But underneath all of it — she's the whole turning sea

[PreChorus]
She's learned to translate every feeling into words,
But the quietest truths inside her go unheard

[Chorus]
Shiree, you are made of air and of fire,
A current that reaches a little bit higher,
Every voice you've ever swallowed, every word left unsaid —
They were always worth speaking, they live in you still

[Verse 2]
She loves like a shelter, like a lantern held near,
She'll tend to your heartbreak and never say fear,
But who holds her gently when the tides run too strong,
When she carries the weight of belonging too long,
She gives before asking and asks for so little,
A whole ocean of devotion wrapped in something so brittle

[PreChorus]
She built her home in other people's peace,
But the home inside herself is her release

[Chorus]
Shiree, you are made of air and of fire,
A current that reaches a little bit higher,
Every voice you've ever swallowed, every word left unsaid —
They were always worth speaking, they live in you still

[Verse 3]
There's a restlessness in her that looks like uncertainty,
A searching that moves through every version of who she could be,
She's questioned the maps and the meaning and the road,
And carried the weight of an inherited load,
But the roots that run deep are the ones that have healed her,
And the fire she tends is the one that reveals her

[PreChorus]
She's walked through rooms where no one saw her whole,
Still she kept on moving, kept on feeding her soul

[Chorus]
Shiree, you are made of air and of fire,
A current that reaches a little bit higher,
Every voice you've ever swallowed, every word left unsaid —
They were always worth speaking, they live in you still

[Verse 4]
She thinks in full color but speaks only some,
A poet behind glass who waits for the hum,
She's been her own burden and her own saving grace,
She's learned that belonging begins in her own face,
The doubt was the doorway, the wound was the well,
She's everything now that she needed to tell

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote her slowly and with careful hands,
Built for more than anyone fully understands

[Chorus]
Shiree, you are made of air and of fire,
A current that reaches a little bit higher,
Every voice you've ever swallowed, every word left unsaid —
They were always worth speaking, they live in you still

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to be finished to be whole,
She doesn't need permission to take up her role,
What she is without trying is already enough,
She was written in starlight and she is loved

[Outro]
The sky that she was born beneath remembers her name,
She has always been worthy, she has always been flame,
Shiree, come home to yourself — you were never to blame