[Verse 1]
He holds a world of questions and a mind that won't stand still,
A twin-souled kind of restless born to wander, born to feel,
He sees the shape of something true before the words arrive,
Adapts like water finding ground, endlessly alive,
But underneath the easy charm there runs a deeper tide,
An ocean full of everything he carries locked inside

[PreChorus]
The world sees someone steady, sees someone who knows the way,
But no one sees the weight he lifts before the start of day

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Michael in the sky with careful, knowing hands,
A man who loves like open ground and thinks like open lands,
Michael, you were built from more than anyone can see,
The cosmos carved you carefully and set you running free

[Verse 2]
He fights for those he loves the way that roots fight for the earth,
Protects without a word of thanks, gives quietly his worth,
He reads a room before he's crossed the threshold at the door,
Feels what nobody says aloud and still comes back for more,
The ache of wanting to be known while keeping his walls tall,
That tension isn't weakness — it's the deepest gift of all

[PreChorus]
He carries warmth like shelter carries snow across the eaves,
A generous and grounded man who gives more than he receives

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Michael in the sky with careful, knowing hands,
A man who loves like open ground and thinks like open lands,
Michael, you were built from more than anyone can see,
The cosmos carved you carefully and set you running free

[Verse 3]
There was a time he measured worth by everything he'd done,
By how much ground he'd covered and how far he'd come and run,
But real wealth isn't counted up in proof or earned applause,
It lives inside the way he stays, in everything he was,
He's learning that his presence is enough without a plan,
That something great already lives inside this quiet man

[PreChorus]
The light is turning gentle now, a new door coming clear,
A healing kind of season moving softly, drawing near

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Michael in the sky with careful, knowing hands,
A man who loves like open ground and thinks like open lands,
Michael, you were built from more than anyone can see,
The cosmos carved you carefully and set you running free

[Bridge]
He doesn't have to prove the depth of everything he is,
The moon has always known his name, the turning world knows this,
What's been broken made him truer, every crack lets in the light,
He was always enough — he's arriving home tonight

[Outro]
The stars still speak in languages that only living knows,
And everything they wrote for him is still becoming so,
He is guided, he is held, he is and always was enough