[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you carry the room,
A quiet authority that cuts through the gloom,
They see the warmth, the grace, the open hand,
They don't see the depths where you truly stand,
An ocean running under every smile,
A current that's been building all the while,

[PreChorus]
You hold the world together with your steady care,
But who holds you when the tide pulls everywhere?

[Chorus]
You are written in the language of the sky,
Every scar a constellation, burning high,
The strength they see is just the surface of the sea,
What lives below is boundless, wild, and free,

[Verse 2]
Your mind moves like water through the smallest seams,
Finding truth between the silence and the dreams,
You read the room before a word is said,
You carry conversations in your head,
A gift for knowing what most people miss,
The unspoken ache, the almost-said, the wish,

[PreChorus]
You've built your worth with careful, steady hands,
But love, you never had to earn the right to stand,

[Chorus]
You are written in the language of the sky,
Every scar a constellation, burning high,
The strength they see is just the surface of the sea,
What lives below is boundless, wild, and free,

[Verse 3]
You love like something ancient, slow, and wide,
Like a harbor in the turning of the tide,
You make a home of every place you dwell,
You give before you're asked and give it well,
But sometimes love means letting yourself stay,
Not only holding others, not drifting away,

[PreChorus]
The world you build for everyone else is real,
Now let someone build one where you can finally feel,

[Chorus]
You are written in the language of the sky,
Every scar a constellation, burning high,
The strength they see is just the surface of the sea,
What lives below is boundless, wild, and free,

[Verse 4]
The path you're on was never meant to be small,
You were shaped by every stumble and every fall,
The questions that have haunted you for years,
The ones you'd never speak aloud through tears,
They weren't the proof that you were lost or wrong,
They were the compass writing all along,

[PreChorus]
The sky above has held your name since the start,
And the universe keeps pointing toward your heart,

[Chorus]
You are written in the language of the sky,
Every scar a constellation, burning high,
The strength they see is just the surface of the sea,
What lives below is boundless, wild, and free,

[Bridge]
Healing isn't the ending of the storm,
It's learning that the storm was how you were born,
Every wound became a window, not a wall,
And you were always whole through all of it, through all,

[Outro]
The stars that wrote you never made a mistake,
You are enough in every form you take,
Let your light be what it's always been,
The truest thing this world has ever seen,