[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you hold the room without a word,
A quiet kind of thunder that the loudest ones have never heard,
You map the world in details that the rest of us walk past,
You love with careful hands, building something meant to last,
They see the warmth you carry, the steady and the bright,
They don't see all the oceans you've been crossing in the night

[PreChorus]
You've been keeping all that depth below the surface where it's safe,
But the tide was always meant to find its place

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too small,
The ones who built their walls the highest feel it all,
Every wound you carried quietly became your way to see,
You were written in the cosmos, and the cosmos wrote you free

[Verse 2]
You love like someone reading every line between the lines,
You notice what is broken and you show up with designs,
Not with fanfare, not with speeches — just a hand that knows the way,
The kind of care that speaks in what you do and not what you say,
But in the giving you forget to let someone give back,
You pour the cup for everyone and wonder why it cracks

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn the love that you were born to know,
The roots were always there, even when you couldn't feel them grow

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too small,
The ones who built their walls the highest feel it all,
Every wound you carried quietly became your way to see,
You were written in the cosmos, and the cosmos wrote you free

[Verse 3]
There's a version of yourself you've kept tucked out of sight,
The one who makes the art just for the joy and not the light,
Who doesn't need approval for the beauty that she brings,
Who knows that imperfection is the truest kind of thing,
The world has needed what you carry longer than you've known,
Every scar became a doorway, every desert bloomed you home

[PreChorus]
The balance you've been seeking lives already in your bones,
You were never meant to carry this alone

[Chorus]
You are not too much, you are not too small,
The ones who built their walls the highest feel it all,
Every wound you carried quietly became your way to see,
You were written in the cosmos, and the cosmos wrote you free

[Bridge]
Let the healing come like water, slow and sure and clean,
Let the version you've been hiding finally be seen,
You were never just the steady one, the one who holds the line,
You are ancient, you are open, you are one of a kind

[Outro]
The stars did not misplace you, they were careful with your soul,
Every piece you thought was fractured was already whole