[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you hold a room without a word,
A quiet kind of royalty that doesn't need to be heard,
But underneath the warmth you give, beneath the open door,
There's an ocean running fathoms deep that few have seen before,
You think in poetry and feeling, every memory a tide,
The world sees all your golden light — they don't see what's inside.

[PreChorus]
You've carried so much quietly, with more grace than you know,
A mountain dressed in summer clothes, still learning how to let go.

[Chorus]
Beverly, you were written in a language few can read,
A lion and a dreamer and everything in between,
You don't have to keep proving what was always meant to be,
Beverly, the stars already know — and they believe.

[Verse 2]
You love like a conversation you never want to end,
A curious heart, a loyal one, a stranger and a friend,
You give yourself in small, precise, and careful acts of care,
The way you make a room feel safe, the way you just stay there,
But love has left you secondguessing what your own heart needs,
Still learning that the one who tends the garden plants the seeds.

[PreChorus]
You've been the steady hand for others through the storm and through the doubt,
Now something slow and healing comes — it's calling your name out.

[Chorus]
Beverly, you were written in a language few can read,
A lion and a dreamer and everything in between,
You don't have to keep proving what was always meant to be,
Beverly, the stars already know — and they believe.

[Verse 3]
You've stood in rooms where no one clapped and did the work the same,
You've rebuilt yourself from embers more than once without acclaim,
There's been betrayal buried deep, a trust that turned to stone,
But every scar became a compass pointing back to home,
You search for meaning in the wide and uncharted space,
And the truth you've always chased is just your own reflected face.

[PreChorus]
The part of you that wanders far will find what it was seeking,
A well of quiet wisdom, full — it's only just now speaking.

[Chorus]
Beverly, you were written in a language few can read,
A lion and a dreamer and everything in between,
You don't have to keep proving what was always meant to be,
Beverly, the stars already know — and they believe.

[Verse 4]
You're not too much, you've never been — that fire is a gift,
The restlessness, the depth, the need — they all were meant to lift,
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
And everything you've carried was the very thing that made
A woman who could hold the dark and still offer light,
Who knows the cost of beauty, who has earned the right.

[PreChorus]
Now something gentle, something new is moving into place,
A softer kind of power blooms — healing finds its grace.

[Chorus]
Beverly, you were written in a language few can read,
A lion and a dreamer and everything in between,
You don't have to keep proving what was always meant to be,
Beverly, the stars already know — and they believe.

[Bridge]
You are rooted in a love that doesn't ask you to shrink,
You are deeper than the stories, stronger than you think,
Let the tide come in and hold you, let the light come through,
Everything the sky has carried — it was made for you.

[Outro]
The world keeps turning gently, and it turns for you too,
Beverly, you've always been enough — the stars always knew.