[Verse 1]
There's a quiet storm behind those open eyes,
A mind that maps the constellations while the rest sleep through the night,
You hold the room together with that effortless grace,
But no one sees the universe you carry in that space,
You've always thought in frequencies the world can't quite decode,
An original, electric soul too wide for any mold,

[PreChorus]
They see the surface, calm and bright,
They don't see the current running deep inside,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you were written in a language all your own,
Every contradiction in you built a stronger home,
You don't need to be anything you haven't always been,
Lisa, you are everything, and you are enough,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a question with no end,
You need the kind of freedom that can only come from genuine,
You've sat in rooms of shallow water, longing for the deep,
You've given your whole heart to ones who couldn't always keep,
But every wound became a doorway and every loss a key,
And what you thought was breaking you was carving you to free,

[PreChorus]
They see the warmth, they feel the light,
They don't see the searching underneath the night,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you were written in a language all your own,
Every contradiction in you built a stronger home,
You don't need to be anything you haven't always been,
Lisa, you are everything, and you are enough,

[Verse 3]
There's a fire in you aimed at something far beyond the hill,
A pilgrim chasing meaning with a disciplined, devoted will,
Your mind was built for depth, for truth, for getting to the core,
You ask the questions others quit before they reach the door,
The world has tried to fit you in a frame too small to hold,
But you were never meant to fit — you were meant to be bold,

[PreChorus]
The stars don't make mistakes with what they place,
And everything they gave you has a purpose and a face,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you were written in a language all your own,
Every contradiction in you built a stronger home,
You don't need to be anything you haven't always been,
Lisa, you are everything, and you are enough,

[Bridge]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that never fades,
Your restlessness, your tenderness, your fire, and your grace,
What felt like being different was the shape of something rare,
You were always meant to be exactly here,

[Outro]
Let your stars decide the road ahead,
Everything you carry is a gift, not a weight to dread,
Lisa, you are held by something older than the night,
And you have always, always been the light,