[Verse 1]
There's a quiet fire burning where no one else can see,
A mind that weighs the whole world before it dares to speak,
You carry everybody's weight like it belongs to you,
Then fold it all inside yourself when the long day is through,
They see the calm, the grace, the poise — the scales held perfectly still,
They don't see the ocean underneath, or the depth of what you feel

[PreChorus]
But the tide knows every secret that the shoreline holds,
And the light you keep in hiding is worth more than gold

[Chorus]
Deborah, you were written in the balance of the sky,
A soul too wide for simple words, too deep to simplify,
You don't have to earn your place — you were placed here with intent,
Every part of who you are is exactly heaven-sent

[Verse 2]
You love like someone counting every detail, every thread,
The quiet way you show up speaks the things you leave unsaid,
You've poured yourself into the hands of people, causes, dreams,
And wondered why the well ran dry — more than anyone has seen,
There's a wound around belonging, around whether you fit right,
But what felt like being outside looking in was just foresight

[PreChorus]
The ones who stand apart can see the furthest down the road,
And the heart that doubts its welcome is the warmest one to know

[Chorus]
Deborah, you were written in the balance of the sky,
A soul too wide for simple words, too deep to simplify,
You don't have to earn your place — you were placed here with intent,
Every part of who you are is exactly heaven-sent

[Verse 3]
Your Leo moon still craves the room to shine without apology,
While the rest of you stays hidden like a page from sacred poetry,
You've learned to build from ruins and to trust the steady climb,
Turning every heavy season into something worth the time,
The healing isn't coming — it was threaded in your bones,
A grace that grows in solitude and deepens being alone

[PreChorus]
The stars don't write a story they don't trust you to complete,
And everything you've carried made you whole, not incomplete

[Chorus]
Deborah, you were written in the balance of the sky,
A soul too wide for simple words, too deep to simplify,
You don't have to earn your place — you were placed here with intent,
Every part of who you are is exactly heaven-sent

[Bridge]
Let the scales rest easy now, you've held them long enough,
The world is not your burden and your softness is not rough,
What the cosmos wrote in you, no hand can rearrange,
You are not in need of fixing — you were never in need of change

[Outro]
The sky still holds your name tonight among the oldest light,
Deborah, you were always meant — and you are always right