[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you face the morning light,
A mind that moves before the world can catch the sight,
You carry every question like a lantern in your hand,
A seeker and a builder, trying hard to understand,
They see the surface calm, they don't see the tide,
All those currents running quiet and wide inside.

[PreChorus]
You've learned to hold so much without a sound,
But something in the cosmos always knows you're found.

[Chorus]
You are written in the wild and the wide,
Both the open road and the pull of the tide,
Every contradiction is a gift you were given,
You are whole, you are enough, you are living.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, rare, and free,
Friendship first, and then the deep, and then the mystery,
You don't give your heart to just anyone who asks,
But when you do, you take the walls down, drop the masks,
There's a longing underneath for something true and real,
Something past the surface, something only you can feel.

[PreChorus]
You've given more than most could ever see,
And still there's grace in how you choose to be.

[Chorus]
You are written in the wild and the wide,
Both the open road and the pull of the tide,
Every contradiction is a gift you were given,
You are whole, you are enough, you are living.

[Verse 3]
You work like the earth expects something of you,
Every task a quiet vow to see the hard thing through,
But underneath that discipline, there's someone who has bled,
Who wondered if the effort was enough to prove the thread,
You've carried weight that asked you to be iron all the time,
Let it be enough to know the climb itself is fine.

[PreChorus]
The world has missed the depth of what you bring,
But deep roots don't need witnesses to grow in spring.

[Chorus]
You are written in the wild and the wide,
Both the open road and the pull of the tide,
Every contradiction is a gift you were given,
You are whole, you are enough, you are living.

[Verse 4]
You've always felt the pull between belonging and alone,
Between the dreamer and the one who builds the bones,
Between the one who wants to break and re-arrange,
And the one who needs the roots to hold through change,
That tension is not something you were meant to fix or fight,
It's the very thing that makes you burn so bright.

[PreChorus]
The universe has traced your name in quiet ink,
And you are more than all the things that made you sink.

[Chorus]
You are written in the wild and the wide,
Both the open road and the pull of the tide,
Every contradiction is a gift you were given,
You are whole, you are enough, you are living.

[Bridge]
You don't have to prove a thing to earn your place,
You were always meant to take up this much space,
The stars did not arrange themselves in vain,
You are not the wound — you are what grew from the rain.

[Outro]
Rest now in the truth of who you are,
You were never lost — you were always the star,
Written carefully, held completely, never alone,
You are home.