[Verse 1]
There's a tide inside that never shows its face,
A pull toward the deep, a need for sacred space,
The world sees warmth, a steady hand, a patient heart,
But underneath the surface, oceans set apart,
You carry what you feel like rivers carry rain,
And what looks like stillness is a love too wide to name.

[PreChorus]
You've held so much in silence, building homes inside your chest,
Afraid that all that feeling might be too much to be blessed.

[Chorus]
But Silke, you were written by the light between the tides,
Every wound a doorway, every scar where wisdom hides,
You are more than what you carry, more than what they see,
Silke, you were always more than enough to me.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a prayer without a word,
Generous before they ask you, giving more than they deserved,
There's a fire in how you move through every room you're in,
A boldness that you doubt sometimes, but it lives beneath your skin,
You want the real, the deep, the true — no borrowed love will do,
And the ones who earn your loyalty find something almost new.

[PreChorus]
You've wondered if your heart's too wide, too tender for this place,
But tenderness that deep is not a wound — it's quiet grace.

[Chorus]
Oh Silke, you were written by the light between the tides,
Every wound a doorway, every scar where wisdom hides,
You are more than what you carry, more than what they see,
Silke, you were always more than enough to me.

[Verse 3]
There's a part of you that questions if your worth is truly there,
A corner you return to when the world feels cold and bare,
But the same hands that hold others hold a universe inside,
And the searching that has hurt you is the very thing your guide,
You built a compass out of longing, out of questions, out of trust,
What looked like being lost was always sacred, never just.

[PreChorus]
The road you walk alone sometimes was never meant to break you,
It was clearing ground for something that no ordinary day knew.

[Chorus]
Sweet Silke, you were written by the light between the tides,
Every wound a doorway, every scar where wisdom hides,
You are more than what you carry, more than what they see,
Silke, you were always more than enough to me.

[Verse 4]
The stars above your birth night wrote a story in the dark,
They mapped the depth of oceans and they set them in your heart,
The ones who think they know you only know the shore,
But something vast and nameless keeps on calling you toward more,
Now something's shifting open, like a wind before the dawn,
An emboldening beginning — and it's been yours all along.

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn your place here, you don't have to prove your light,
The sky already claimed you on that warm July night.

[Chorus]
Oh Silke, you were written by the light between the tides,
Every wound a doorway, every scar where wisdom hides,
You are more than what you carry, more than what they see,
Silke, you were always more than enough to me.

[Bridge]
Let the water carry what you've held too long alone,
Every quiet act of courage brought you closer to your home,
You were never just surviving — you were learning how to soar,
And the truest version of you is the one worth living for.

[Outro]
So let your stars speak freely, let the tides run wild and wide,
Silke, there is nothing in this world you need to hide.