[Verse 1]
There's a fire in you that doesn't need permission,
A warmth the whole room feels without you trying,
You carry light like it's your oldest mission,
But underneath the gold, a current's running,
Half belonging to the crowd, half to the sky,
A lion and a comet passing by.

[PreChorus]
They see the confidence, the open door,
They don't see how long you've kept the score.

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, let the season turn,
You were made for more than waiting your turn,
Every scar you've worn has earned its place,
You are known, you are whole, you are enough of grace.

[Verse 2]
You feel the world in frequencies most miss,
A poem forming where a fact should be,
Your mind moves like water through a canyon's crease,
Not lost — just mapping what the eye can't see,
You've given quietly what no one asked,
And loved in secret, beautifully, unmasked.

[PreChorus]
The deepest parts of you were never flaws,
They were the architecture of your cause.

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, let the season turn,
You were made for more than waiting your turn,
Every scar you've worn has earned its place,
You are known, you are whole, you are enough of grace.

[Verse 3]
You've learned to guard your heart like sacred ground,
Built careful walls while longing to be found,
Not afraid of love — afraid it wouldn't last,
Afraid of being seen and left the way the others passed,
But every time you stayed when staying hurt,
You proved the loyalty that lives beneath the dirt.

[PreChorus]
You love like something ancient, wide and true,
The kind that doesn't dim when no one's looking at you.

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, let the season turn,
You were made for more than waiting your turn,
Every scar you've worn has earned its place,
You are known, you are whole, you are enough of grace.

[Verse 4]
You were born between the thunder and the still,
Between the need to serve and the right to will,
There's a future pulling forward from your chest,
Not a map you follow — more a compass pressed
Against the place where all your questions live,
The world needs what you carry — let yourself give.

[PreChorus]
The sky wrote you in language meant to last,
Your becoming isn't future — it's not past.

[Chorus]
Let your stars speak, let the season turn,
You were made for more than waiting your turn,
Every scar you've worn has earned its place,
You are known, you are whole, you are enough of grace.

[Bridge]
The cosmos didn't make you to be small,
You were drawn in ink that doesn't fade at all,
Stand in the light you've been afraid to own,
The life you're growing into feels like home.

[Outro]
Let your stars speak,
Let the season hold you near,
Everything you are was always welcome here.