[Verse 1]
She sorts the world by what she knows is true,
A careful mind that holds the morning dew,
She notices the crack before the wall gives way,
The quiet ones who carry too much every day,
There's fire underneath that measured, steady face,
A searching heart that longs for something more than place,

[PreChorus]
She's built from tidal currents, ruled by restless skies,
A woman full of horizons dressed in soft disguise,

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, Sandra, let them call your name,
You were written in the wild and the wide and the flame,
Every question that you carry is a map to something real,
You are more than what you mend, you are more than what you feel,

[Verse 2]
She loves in whispered details, small and true and clean,
A glass of water left beside you when you sleep,
She gives before she's asked and rarely asks at all,
She tends the ones she loves before she tends the fall,
But underneath the service lives a burning need to roam,
A restless soul who's always searching, always almost home,

[PreChorus]
The tide inside her rises when the world goes still,
She holds her own deep longing like a promise she won't spill,

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, Sandra, let them call your name,
You were written in the wild and the wide and the flame,
Every question that you carry is a map to something real,
You are more than what you mend, you are more than what you give,

[Verse 3]
She's known the wound of seeking meaning in the grey,
Of standing at the edge of faith and watching it fray,
But every disillusion cleared the ground for what was true,
And every door that closed became a window she walked through,
The healer in her rises from the places she was hurt,
She turns the broken open into something that works,

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote her carefully, a soul of rare design,
A lantern built for wandering, a heart that knows to shine,

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, Sandra, let them call your name,
You were written in the wild and the wide and the flame,
Every question that you carry is a map to something real,
You are more than what you mend, you are more than what you feel,

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to be flawless, just present and awake,
The cracks inside her story are the light she gets to make,
The stars have held her gently since before she drew first breath,
She was never lost, just learning what it means to know herself,

[Outro]
Let the sky remember what the earth sometimes forgets,
Sandra, you were never just a name — you're what the light begets,
The universe has mapped you, and it mapped you well,
Let your stars speak, let them speak, let them tell,