[Verse 1]
She carries the sun like a second skin,
All that warmth and light that blazes from within,
But beneath the calm, there's a tide that pulls so deep,
All the things she carries, all the promises she keeps,
She sees everything — the fracture and the flaw,
Loves with her whole body, loves without a law.

[PreChorus]
They see the fire, they don't see the ache,
All she holds together for everybody else's sake.

[Chorus]
Let the stars speak, Trudie, let them call your name,
You were written in the deep before you ever came,
Every wound's a doorway, every scar a thread of gold,
You are so much more than the story you've been told.

[Verse 2]
She thinks in poems, she speaks in honest flame,
Her mind a river running faster than her name,
She loves in quiet gestures, in the detail and the care,
In the memory of moments others didn't know were there,
She gives before she's asked, she stays when things get hard,
An ancient kind of knowing etched inside her heart.

[PreChorus]
She's walked through rooms of darkness carrying her own light,
And somehow found the morning on the other side of night.

[Chorus]
Let the stars speak, Trudie, let them call your name,
You were written in the deep before you ever came,
Every wound's a doorway, every scar a thread of gold,
You are so much more than the story you've been told.

[Verse 3]
She's learning that her worth was never up for proof,
That safety isn't something she has to build alone on every roof,
The part of her that searches past the borders and the known,
Is the same part that has always been the truest kind of home,
The ocean doesn't question why it rises with the moon,
And neither should she — she was always coming into bloom.

[PreChorus]
A compass in her chest has always known the way,
The sky above her hasn't moved, it's calling her to stay.

[Chorus]
Let the stars speak, Trudie, let them call your name,
You were written in the deep before you ever came,
Every wound's a doorway, every scar a thread of gold,
You are so much more than the story you've been told.

[Bridge]
Something's shifting in the light, the old is falling through,
A softer kind of healing rising up to meet the new,
You don't have to earn the grace that's always been your own,
Every map you've ever drawn has led you home.

[Outro]
Let the deep speak, let the tide roll in,
Trudie, you were whole before you had to begin,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — you were enough.