[Verse 1]
There's a fire in you that doesn't ask permission to burn,
A quiet kind of knowing that takes lifetimes to earn,
You read the room before you enter, feel the weight in every word,
You carry whole communities inside a heart they've never heard,
You've given more than anyone has thought to count or see,
And still you wonder if the light you give is all you'll ever be,

[PreChorus]
But the world was shaped by people who felt everything this deep,
The ones who held the fire while the rest of them fell asleep,

[Chorus]
Samaya, you were written in the language of the sun,
The moon inside you knows the work is never truly done,
But you are not the proving, not the weight you've had to hold,
Samaya, you are something far more precious than the gold,

[Verse 2]
You love like someone left a candle in an unmarked room,
Quietly, precisely, never asking to consume,
You notice what gets missed, the small things no one thinks to name,
A loyalty so steady it outlasts the wind and rain,
You've kept so much of who you love tucked somewhere out of sight,
Like devotion is a secret that you only share at night,

[PreChorus]
But that tenderness you're holding isn't weakness, it's a vow,
The ones who love the deepest are the ones who show us how,

[Chorus]
Samaya, you were written in the language of the sun,
The moon inside you knows the work is never truly done,
But you are not the proving, not the weight you've had to hold,
Samaya, you are something far more precious than the gold,

[Verse 3]
You've stood at the edge of a belief you couldn't quite call true,
And built your own cathedral from the questions that came through,
A mind that won't stop searching for the meaning underneath,
That restlessness is sacred, it's the compass and the key,
The wound became a doorway and the doorway led to light,
You didn't just survive the dark — you learned to read the night,

[PreChorus]
The path you've forged through uncertainty is not a broken road,
It's the kind that only opens up for those who've carried the load,

[Chorus]
Samaya, you were written in the language of the sun,
The moon inside you knows the work is never truly done,
But you are not the proving, not the weight you've had to hold,
Samaya, you are something far more precious than the gold,

[Bridge]
Let the old skin fall, let the searching find its rest,
What's healing now was always meant to rise up from your chest,
You don't have to be the answer to be worthy of the song,
You were made exactly right and you have been all along,

[Outro]
The stars don't rush to shine, they simply hold their place,
And everything you are is written clearly into space,
You are guided, you are held, the light already knows your name,