[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you move, a current underneath,
A stillness on the surface and an ocean in your grief,
You feel the whole world's sorrow like it lives inside your chest,
You pour yourself for everyone and rarely stop to rest,
They see the calm, the gathered grace, the composure that you wear,
They don't see all the tides you hold, the weight you learned to bear

[PreChorus]
But every depth you've navigated made you who you are,
You didn't just survive the dark — you learned to read the stars

[Chorus]
Anita, you were written in a language few can speak,
A flame that burns with tenderness, a river strong and deep,
You carry more than anyone could ever know to name,
And every piece of who you are deserves to stake its claim

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a prayer without an end,
You give before you're asked to give, you break before you bend,
You've built a world of beauty with the softest, steadiest hands,
Then wondered why your own heart has such trouble where it stands,
The joy you spark in others is a gift you rarely own,
You shine for everyone around and shine for you alone

[PreChorus]
The wounds that taught you caution also taught you how to feel,
What looked like hesitation was a slow and sacred heal

[Chorus]
Anita, you were written in a language few can speak,
A flame that burns with tenderness, a river strong and deep,
You carry more than anyone could ever know to name,
And every piece of who you are deserves to stake its claim

[Verse 3]
There's a calling in the marrow of the life you're building still,
Not the kind that shouts its orders but the kind that bends your will,
To create, to heal, to offer what your quiet knowing holds,
The universe mapped something in you no one else controls,
You don't need to earn your place here by the weight of what you do,
The world was changed the moment it was graced enough to know you

[PreChorus]
A new season's finding you now, soft and slowly breaking through,
What was wounded in you once is turning golden, turning new

[Chorus]
Anita, you were written in a language few can speak,
A flame that burns with tenderness, a river strong and deep,
You carry more than anyone could ever know to name,
And every piece of who you are deserves to stake its claim

[Bridge]
You are not too much, you never were too wide,
The depth they couldn't hold was never yours to hide,
Let the fire lead, let the water flow,
You are already everything you needed to know

[Outro]
The stars have always known your name, they wrote it long before,
You are held, you are enough, you are worth reaching for