[Verse 1]
You weigh every word before it leaves your lips,
You hold the whole room steady while your own heart dips,
There's a tide beneath the calm that no one gets to see,
A current running ancient, running wild, running free,
You've built your world from beauty, from the roots and from the bone,
Every quiet room a kingdom you have made your own

[PreChorus]
They see the grace, they miss the weight you carry,
The depth of what you feel has never been ordinary

[Chorus]
Christine, the sky wrote you with patience and with care,
A soul that loves like something old and rare,
You don't need to prove the ocean by its shore,
You are everything you've bled for and so much more

[Verse 2]
You love with all your marrow, with the parts you can't explain,
You'd give the warmth right off your back and never name the strain,
But there's a wound that runs through service, through the years of being good,
A feeling of not counting in the ways you always should,
That's not a flaw — that's fire that was never given room,
A lantern kept on burning through the longest kind of gloom

[PreChorus]
The work you've done in silence built a legacy in stone,
Your worth was never something you were given — it's your own

[Chorus]
Christine, the sky wrote you with patience and with care,
A soul that loves like something old and rare,
You don't need to prove the ocean by its shore,
You are everything you've bled for and so much more

[Verse 3]
There's a vision in you wider than the life that you've been handed,
A restless kind of knowing that you've never fully landed,
You've wrestled with the structure and the freedom all at once,
Stood inside the tension like a compass, not a dunce,
And now a healing current moves the way it's always moved —
There's nothing left to earn here, there is nothing left to prove

[PreChorus]
The world is turning gently in the direction of your light,
What has ached is being answered in the quiet of tonight

[Chorus]
Christine, the sky wrote you with patience and with care,
A soul that loves like something old and rare,
You don't need to prove the ocean by its shore,
You are everything you've bled for and so much more

[Bridge]
Let the Taurus moon hold still what you've been running from,
Let the Cancer tide bring back the one who you've become,
The stars don't ask you to be more than what you are,
They only ask you to believe you are the star

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with ink that never fades,
Christine, you were made for more than all your hardest days,
Rest now in the knowing — you were always, always enough