[Verse 1]
There's a tide beneath the stillness no one ever gets to see,
A mind that reads the room before a single word is free,
You carry depth like ocean floors that swallow all the light,
And love like something ancient burning quiet through the night,
They see the calm, they never see the current running through,
The whole world gets the surface, but the depths belong to you

[PreChorus]
You've been building from the wreckage with no one calling out your name,
Every fire you walked through left you brighter than you came

[Chorus]
Millie, you were written in the language of the sea,
Every wound a doorway, every scar a golden key,
Millie, you were never meant for anything half-deep,
The cosmos carved you carefully for more than you believe

[Verse 2]
You love with all the weight of what you know cannot be faked,
You don't give pieces, you give everything, and that's what makes it ache,
There's a hunger for the real thing and a radar for the false,
You've stayed too long in rooms that couldn't hold you, that's the cost,
But every heart you healed on the way to healing your own
Left roots beneath your restlessness, so you were never alone

[PreChorus]
The ache of feeling unseen in the work that you have done,
That quiet ache is healing now, your season has begun

[Chorus]
Millie, you were written in the language of the sea,
Every wound a doorway, every scar a golden key,
Millie, you were never meant for anything half-deep,
The cosmos carved you carefully for more than you believe

[Verse 3]
A Cancer moon is rising and it's clearing what was lost,
A door is opening softly, tender, worth every cost,
Your worth was never something you should have to earn or prove,
The joy inside you isn't borrowed, it belongs to you,
Let the new moon find you resting, let the tide bring something true,
The awakening is here now, and it's arriving just for you

[PreChorus]
You don't need to be unbreakable to take up all this space,
Your presence is the proof enough, your being is the grace

[Chorus]
Millie, you were written in the language of the sea,
Every wound a doorway, every scar a golden key,
Millie, you were never meant for anything half-deep,
The cosmos carved you carefully for more than you believe

[Bridge]
You were never lost, you were becoming whole,
Every storm was shaping something no one else could hold,
The stars didn't scatter you, they wrote you with intention,
You are the depth, the fire, and your own redemption

[Outro]
Let the light find you exactly where you stand,
You were always held inside a greater hand,
Millie, you are enough — you always were, you are