[Verse 1]
She moves through the world with fire in her mind,
A torch that burns forward and still looks behind,
Words come like weather, like rain before dawn,
She speaks what she feels and she keeps moving on,
They see the steady surface, the composure, the grace,
But there's an ocean underneath that they'll never quite trace,

[PreChorus]
She carries the tide where nobody looks,
A story too deep for the back of their books,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone,
You don't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
Lisa, you were always enough, exactly in this place,

[Verse 2]
She loves like she means it, completely, and fast,
Like the first breath of spring that was built to last,
But she's guarded the door where her softness lives,
Counting the cost of the pieces she gives,
The ones who she shelters don't see what it takes,
To hold everyone steady while quietly aching,

[PreChorus]
But that ache is the proof of a heart without seams,
The kind that holds others' impossible dreams,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone,
You don't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
Lisa, you were always enough, exactly in this place,

[Verse 3]
There's a mind that moves quicker than the world understands,
Always turning a question with unfinished hands,
She can feel what is broken before it breaks through,
She walks into rooms and she reads what is true,
What they call too intense is the depth that remains,
When the rest of the world only skims what it names,

[PreChorus]
She was built for the mystery, the marrow, the root,
A soul that took centuries to bear this much fruit,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone,
You don't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
Lisa, you were always enough, exactly in this place,

[Verse 4]
Now the sky is turning toward a softer kind of light,
Something long in the making is choosing to ignite,
Not the fire that destroys but the kind that reveals,
The gold that was always there beneath all that she feels,
She's allowed to stop proving, to rest, to receive,
To become what she always was under the leaves,

[PreChorus]
The stars didn't write her to suffer alone,
They charted a path back to calling this home,

[Chorus]
Lisa, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone,
You don't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
Lisa, you were always enough, exactly in this place,

[Bridge]
The healing doesn't ask you to be someone new,
It only asks you to come back to you,
What was wounded is now the place light gets in,
And what's coming is worth every place you have been,

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
You are held in something ancient, you are not afraid,
You were always, always, always enough,
Lisa, you are loved,