[Verse 1]
She carries the mountain and calls it her own,
Steady as bedrock, but restless at bone,
A mind built for purpose, a heart built for depth,
She measures her worth in the work and the breadth,
They see the composure, they don't see the tide,
All those oceans and wildfires she keeps locked inside.

[PreChorus]
But everything she's carried has made her more whole,
And the weight she's been lifting is refining her soul.

[Chorus]
Vicki, you're written in something that lasts,
The future already knows you from the past,
You love like the kind of thing the world can't replace,
You were made for this moment, this life, and this space.

[Verse 2]
She loves like it's sacred, like something that burns,
Not halfway or cautious — she gives what she earns,
She's seen past the surface of everyone near,
Read the room like a scripture no one else can hear,
And when she's been broken, she rebuilds from deep,
From the fractures came wisdom she was born to keep.

[PreChorus]
The places she's wounded are the places she glows,
She's a healer who carries the ache that she knows.

[Chorus]
Vicki, you're written in something that lasts,
The future already knows you from the past,
You love like the kind of thing the world can't replace,
You were made for this moment, this life, and this space.

[Verse 3]
She's dreamed of belonging to something that's true,
A circle of people who finally come through,
She's held back the hunger for home in her chest,
While pouring her fire toward proving her best,
But the roots are still calling, they've always been there,
Beneath all the doing — a soft place, somewhere.

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need earning, she only needs rest,
What she's been searching for lives in her chest.

[Chorus]
Vicki, you're written in something that lasts,
The future already knows you from the past,
You love like the kind of thing the world can't replace,
You were made for this moment, this life, and this space.

[Bridge]
The stars wrote her careful with ink that won't fade,
She was never abandoned, she was always remade,
Every ending she's lived through has opened a door,
She's not who she was — she's becoming more.

[Outro]
Let the mountain hold gently what it no longer needs,
You are ancient and blooming, you are roots and you're seeds,
You are already home.