[Verse 1]
There's a tide inside you no one ever sees,
A dreamer with an ocean where others have seas,
You feel the weight of worlds before you speak a word,
Your thoughts move like poetry, half-felt and half-heard,
You've carried old roots in the marrow of your bones,
And built the warmest shelter out of being alone

[PreChorus]
But still you love like something ancient and wide,
A current too deep for the surface to hide

[Chorus]
Renate, the stars wrote you carefully in light,
A quiet kind of fire burning through the night,
You don't need to prove what you were born to be,
You are held, you are whole, you are exactly free

[Verse 2]
You think in colours, metaphors, and half-lit rooms,
Your mind a restless wanderer between the moons,
They see the calm, they miss the storm beneath the smile,
The way you carry everyone and walk a thousand miles,
You give before you're asked and love before you're sure,
There's courage in that tenderness — raw, honest, and pure

[PreChorus]
You've earned your worth through every scar, every shift,
What felt like weight was always just an unopened gift

[Chorus]
Renate, the stars wrote you carefully in light,
A quiet kind of fire burning through the night,
You don't need to prove what you were born to be,
You are held, you are whole, you are exactly free

[Verse 3]
You're learning that belonging doesn't need a stage,
That wisdom keeps on growing past each weathered page,
The world you're building now is steady, true, and real,
A legacy of depth no fleeting hand could steal,
Your path was never simple but it was always yours,
The compass in your chest knows every one of its shores

[PreChorus]
So let the tide come in and let the light remain,
There is no better season — this one holds your name

[Chorus]
Renate, the stars wrote you carefully in light,
A quiet kind of fire burning through the night,
You don't need to prove what you were born to be,
You are held, you are whole, you are exactly free

[Bridge]
Every wound became a doorway, every doubt a map,
Nothing lost inside the dark could never find its way back,
The cosmos keeps your name among the ones it chose with care,
You were written into something vast — and it is always there

[Outro]
The tide will carry what you cannot hold,
You are enough — exactly as told,
Renate, the light in you never goes still,
You were made for this — and you always will