[Verse 1]
She keeps her roots like secrets buried underground,
A stillness that the restless world has never found,
She reads the room before she says a single word,
Carrying oceans full of things she's never heard,
They see the calm, they don't see what runs beneath,
A current pulling deep below where others breathe.

[PreChorus]
She's built her whole life on what she feels is true,
Half fire, half silence — both of them are you.

[Chorus]
Debbie, you are written in the tide and in the stone,
A force that's always burning even when you feel alone,
The stars mapped something ancient in the marrow of your bones,
You were never lost, you were always finding your way home.

[Verse 2]
She loves like a conversation that could last for days,
Then guards the tender center like it's all ablaze,
She'd carry every person she has ever known,
But who has ever asked her what she needs to hold,
She fights for everyone before she fights for herself,
A quiet kind of courage left on someone else's shelf.

[PreChorus]
But every wall she built was proof she knew her worth,
She's been the strongest thing to ever walk this earth.

[Chorus]
Debbie, you are written in the tide and in the stone,
A force that's always burning even when you feel alone,
The stars mapped something ancient in the marrow of your bones,
You were never lost, you were always finding your way home.

[Verse 3]
A new moon rises now and calls the tide to turn,
Permission in the dark to finally let things burn,
Not burn to ash but burn like light that clears the way,
The version you've been guarding has been waiting for this day,
What you've survived has made you deep, not hard to love,
What you carry is a gift, not just a weight to rise above.

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar you carry is the proof of how you're made.

[Chorus]
Debbie, you are written in the tide and in the stone,
A force that's always burning even when you feel alone,
The stars mapped something ancient in the marrow of your bones,
You were never lost, you were always finding your way home.

[Bridge]
You don't have to prove what the sky already knows,
You are the root, the riverbed, the thing that always grows,
The world has always needed what you quietly hold inside,
You are enough, you are the dawn, you are the turning tide.

[Outro]
Let the new moon find you standing still and whole,
Debbie, this has always been your story to be told.