[Verse 1]
There's a tide inside you no one else can read,
A Cancer heart that feels the world's every need,
You gave yourself completely, held nothing in reserve,
Loved with the kind of depth most people don't deserve,
And now the rooms are quiet where her laughter used to live,
You're standing at the shoreline with nothing left to give.

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't stop because the moon goes dark,
And the deepest water still beats inside your heart.

[Chorus]
Hold on, Peter, the stars still know your name,
What you carried for her, nothing takes that flame,
You are more than what this grief has tried to say,
The sky was written with you finding your own way.

[Verse 2]
You've always been the one who holds the space for others,
A quiet kind of anchor underneath the covers,
Your mind moves like lightning, your soul moves like rain,
You think in poetry when you can't speak the pain,
There's a fire still burning in the place she used to shine,
And love that deep doesn't end — it just learns to redefine.

[PreChorus]
The wound is where the wisdom slowly starts to grow,
There are things about your wholeness that you don't yet know.

[Chorus]
Hold on, Peter, the stars still know your name,
What you carried for her, nothing takes that flame,
You are more than what this grief has tried to say,
The sky was written with you finding your own way.

[Verse 3]
The path that's lost in winter always finds the spring,
You were built for something larger than this suffering,
There's a gentle revolution waiting in your bones,
A way of serving something bigger than the grief you own,
The world still needs the warmth that only you can bring,
Let that be the thread you follow into everything.

[PreChorus]
Something soft is turning in the space above the rain,
And grace is moving closer, finding you again.

[Chorus]
Hold on, Peter, the stars still know your name,
What you carried for her, nothing takes that flame,
You are more than what this grief has tried to say,
The sky was written with you finding your own way.

[Bridge]
She didn't leave you empty, she left you full of proof,
That love this wide and rooted is its own kind of truth,
The grief is not a ending dressed in borrowed light,
It's the measure of how deeply you have loved this life.

[Outro]
So breathe, the tide is turning even if you can't see where,
You are held by something ancient, you are carried with such care.