[Verse 1]
She carries the mountain inside her chest,
Roots running deep, she outlasts every test,
The kind of quiet that holds the room together,
A foundation poured to last through any weather,
She reads the room before a word is spoken,
And tends to others' fires while her own stays smoldering, broken

[PreChorus]
But the tide inside her moves beneath the stone,
A flame that burns its brightest when she's alone

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Teri carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar a brushstroke, every wound a gift she's made,
She is more than all the weight she's learned to carry well,
She's the whole horizon and the story she will tell

[Verse 2]
She loves like someone who has crossed a thousand miles,
High-spirited and honest underneath the smiles,
She sees love as a doorway to a wider kind of truth,
Something built on meaning, not a mirror of her youth,
But she guards the deeper chambers like a lock without a key,
Afraid that what lives inside her might be too much to receive

[PreChorus]
And still she offers everything before she's even asked,
A heart that's been so generous it forgot how to be half

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Teri carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar a brushstroke, every wound a gift she's made,
She is more than all the weight she's learned to carry well,
She's the whole horizon and the story she will tell

[Verse 3]
Her mind moves like a current through a crack in the old wall,
Connecting dots that others miss, refusing not to call
The world toward something truer than the surface ever shows,
She speaks with quiet thunder and the whole room shifts and grows,
She's walked through her own darkness with a lantern and no map,
And turned the hardest chapters into something worth going back

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need to prove the mountain by its height,
She is the mountain and the long-awaited light

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Teri carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar a brushstroke, every wound a gift she's made,
She is more than all the weight she's learned to carry well,
She's the whole horizon and the story she will tell

[Bridge]
She was written in the deep before the world began,
Every loss a layer of the greater, wider plan,
She is held by something ancient that has always known her name,
And she doesn't need to earn it, she was worthy when she came

[Outro]
Let her rest inside the knowing she is enough,
The cosmos built her tender and it built her tough,
She is her own beginning and she's always been the proof,
That the rarest kind of light is one that had to find its truth