[Verse 1]
She moves through a room like a flame that knows its name,
Every word already burning before it's been claimed,
They see the confidence, they don't see the cost,
The nights she stayed awake making maps of what she'd lost,
She carries whole oceans behind those steady eyes,
A fire that decided it would rather burn than hide,

[PreChorus]
She gives before she's asked and loves without a net,
Still learning that her wanting doesn't make her a debt,

[Chorus]
Meg, you were written in a language made of light,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a guiding right,
You don't have to earn the space that you were born to fill,
The stars already know your name — they always will,

[Verse 2]
There's a tenderness in her that the world tried to tame,
She learned to hold her softness like a candle in the rain,
She feels the room before she enters, reads between the lines,
Absorbs the grief of strangers like it somehow becomes hers by design,
But the depth that makes her ache is the same depth that heals,
What looks like too much feeling is the truest thing she feels,

[PreChorus]
She's built for something larger than the roles she learned to play,
A purpose that keeps whispering though she sometimes looks away,

[Chorus]
Meg, you were written in a language made of light,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a guiding right,
You don't have to earn the space that you were born to fill,
The stars already know your name — they always will,

[Verse 3]
She loves like something rooted, slow and sure and deep,
Every promise that she makes is one she means to keep,
She's been cautious with her heart but that caution came from truth,
From learning that devotion deserves more than just its proof,
Now the Cancer moon arrives and washes something clean,
An awakening long coming for the woman she has been,

[PreChorus]
The world needs what she carries in the places no one sees,
She was never meant to shrink herself to put others at ease,

[Chorus]
Meg, you were written in a language made of light,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a guiding right,
You don't have to earn the space that you were born to fill,
The stars already know your name — they always will,

[Bridge]
She is ancient, she is new, she is both the tide and shore,
Every time she thought she'd lost herself, she found there was still more,
The fire in her has a reason and the reason is her own,
She was never lost — she was always finding home,

[Outro]
Meg, let the light you've given come back around to you,
You are held, you are whole, you are already through,