[Verse 1]
There's a stillness in the way you hold the room,
Like the earth before a storm, still as noon,
They read you as unshakeable, and you let them,
But you've carried private oceans, never told them,
The world calls it composure, you call it cost,
A quiet kind of keeping what you've almost lost.

[PreChorus]
But everything you've steadied with your hands,
Is proof of who you are, not who you've planned.

[Chorus]
Lee Anne, you are rooted and you're real,
More than the ground you walk on, more than what they feel,
You were written in the slow burn of the earth,
The cosmos knew exactly what it was doing at your birth.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, without a name,
Not a flash of lightning but a long, low flame,
You don't rush to give your heart, you test the ground,
And when you do, you're the most permanent sound,
Still, there's a longing underneath the loyal,
A tender place you've never let the world see royal.

[PreChorus]
But the depth that you protect behind those walls,
Is the very thing that catches everyone who falls.

[Chorus]
Lee Anne, you are rooted and you're real,
More than the ground you walk on, more than what they feel,
You were written in the slow burn of the earth,
The cosmos knew exactly what it was doing at your birth.

[Verse 3]
You've stood at the edge of what you couldn't name,
Between the life you built and some ancestral flame,
Between your public face and private hunger,
Between the thunder you swallowed and the wonder,
Your healing isn't coming — it was always here,
In every wound you turned into a window clear.

[PreChorus]
The world needs the grace that you've been carrying through,
There's a light that only burns the way it burns in you.

[Chorus]
Lee Anne, you are rooted and you're real,
More than the ground you walk on, more than what they feel,
You were written in the slow burn of the earth,
The cosmos knew exactly what it was doing at your birth.

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to just be still,
You don't have to climb another unnamed hill,
The stars that shaped you haven't left your side,
And everything you are is something to hold with pride.

[Outro]
Let the deep in you be finally enough,
Let the tender be as honored as the tough,
Lee Anne, you were made from patient ground,
And in the quiet, you were always meant to be found.