[Verse 1]
She runs her hands across the broken and the frayed,
She notices the cracks that everyone else has missed today,
There's a compass in her chest that points toward what is true,
A mind that maps the details, then remakes the world brand new,
She carries quiet thunder underneath a careful face,
A woman built of purpose, searching always for her place,

[PreChorus]
They see the surface, calm and clear,
They don't see the tide that's always turning here,

[Chorus]
Jenny, you were written in a language old and wide,
A Virgo heart, a Sagittarius soul inside,
The world has always needed every truth you hold,
You are not too much, you were never too bold,

[Verse 2]
She loves the way a letter loves the weight of every word,
Through small, deliberate kindness, she makes sure that she is heard,
She longs for something soulful, something honest, something real,
But second-guesses tenderness and how much she should feel,
She gives before she's asked, she holds the door, she smooths the ground,
A grace that moves in silence, always steady, always sound,

[PreChorus]
She's searched a thousand horizons for the thing she needs to know,
That what she is already is enough to make her whole,

[Chorus]
Jenny, you were written in a language old and wide,
A Virgo heart, a Sagittarius soul inside,
The world has always needed every truth you hold,
You are not too much, you were never too bold,

[Verse 3]
There's a wound she keeps like embers in a room she rarely shows,
A childhood place inside her where the cold wind sometimes blows,
But every wall she's ever built became a kind of door,
And every storm she's sheltered through taught her what she's for,
She descended into darkness, she came back carrying light,
The deepest roots are always those that learned to hold on tight,

[PreChorus]
She moves behind the scenes with fire no one sees,
A quiet kind of courage, wild and ancient as the trees,

[Chorus]
Jenny, you were written in a language old and wide,
A Virgo heart, a Sagittarius soul inside,
The world has always needed every truth you hold,
You are not too much, you were never too bold,

[Bridge]
The cosmos drew your outline long before you had a name,
Every scar became a story, every ending lit a flame,
You don't need to fix it all to prove that you belong,
The searching was the answer and the searching was the song,

[Outro]
You are guided, you are held, you are more than you've been told,
Jenny, you were always enough — the whole story, not just the gold,