[Verse 1]
She reads the room before a word is spoken aloud
Sees the thing beneath the thing, the truth beneath the cloud
There's a stillness in the surface but an ocean underneath
Every thought runs ten layers deep before she starts to breathe
She carries more than anyone around her ever knows
A mind that turns like tidal water, even when it slows

[PreChorus]
They see the calm, they don't see the tide
All those currents she keeps burning inside

[Chorus]
She was written in the dark between the stars and stone
Built for depth that most would never dare to own
Every scar became a lantern, every loss a door
She is more than what she's shown, and then she's more

[Verse 2]
She loves like something ancient and wide, no halfway in between
Gives before she's asked, protects what no one else has seen
But she wrestles with the question of her own inherent worth
Like the value of a river that's been running since its birth
She has spent whole seasons fixing what was never hers to mend
Trading rest for reassurance that she'll never have to bend

[PreChorus]
The hands that hold the world so still
Are the hands most in need of being held

[Chorus]
She was written in the dark between the stars and stone
Built for depth that most would never dare to own
Every scar became a lantern, every loss a door
She is more than what she's shown, and then she's more

[Verse 3]
There's a compass woven into her that always finds the real
A gift for seeing through the noise to what the broken feel
Her words, when finally offered, land like something carved in time
And the world she'll build with purpose is the world she was designed
Now the light is turning gentle and the healing has a name
She is not the wounds she carried — she is who she became

[PreChorus]
The sky has mapped a path she's always known
It's been leading her exactly to her own

[Chorus]
She was written in the dark between the stars and stone
Built for depth that most would never dare to own
Every scar became a lantern, every loss a door
She is more than what she's shown, and then she's more

[Bridge]
The universe did not make her soft to keep her small
She was forged in transformation, built to hold it all
Let the old weight go, the worth was never up for proof
She is held by something ancient, and it knows her truth

[Outro]
Let the stars speak what she's always almost known
She was never lost — she was becoming whole
The cosmos wrote her carefully, with ink that never fades
She is exactly, only, perfectly, enough