[Verse 1]
There's a current underneath the calm you show the room,
A tide that pulls toward something wide, something true,
You feel the weight of everyone before you speak,
And carry more inside a day than most do in a week,
They see the surface, ordered, steady, composed and clear,
They don't see the ocean you've been navigating here,

[PreChorus]
But every depth you've swum through made you who you are,
You were always being shaped into something larger,

[Chorus]
You are the dreamer who still shows up every day,
The one who feels it all and finds a way,
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with tides and open sky,
You were never meant to fit — you were meant to be alive,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that the world can't quite explain,
You give before you're asked, you stay through wind and rain,
You've held the ones who needed holding, quietly and long,
And wondered somewhere in the giving if you still belong,
That tenderness is not your weakness — it's the rarest kind of brave,
A love that deep becomes the very thing that saves,

[PreChorus]
The searching in your bones was never restlessness or fear,
It was a compass pointing somewhere worth arriving,

[Chorus]
You are the dreamer who still shows up every day,
The one who feels it all and finds a way,
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with tides and open sky,
You were never meant to fit — you were meant to be alive,

[Verse 3]
There's a wound you carry quietly around your worth and name,
A fear that all you've built won't be enough to stake your claim,
You've worked in silence, served in shadow, asked for nothing back,
And measured your belonging by the things you thought you lacked,
But every stone you laid was real, every scar a testament,
Success was never what they said — it's what you actually meant,

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
You were written into this world with undeniable grace,

[Chorus]
You are the dreamer who still shows up every day,
The one who feels it all and finds a way,
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with tides and open sky,
You were never meant to fit — you were meant to be alive,

[Bridge]
Let the searching be enough, let the questions be the road,
You were never lost — just learning how to carry what you know,
The stars that shaped you didn't make a mistake or a rough draft,
They made something whole, and rare, and built to last,

[Outro]
You are held in something wider than you've let yourself believe,
Come home to who you are — that's all you'll ever need,