[Verse 1]
There's a fire in you that moves before the world can name it,
A ram who runs toward the dark instead of away from it,
You carry mountains on your chest like they belong there,
You build yourself in silence, steady, beyond compare,
They see the calm, the poise, the gold light that you're wearing,
They don't see all the tides you've crossed to keep from disappearing

[PreChorus]
But every wall you built around your worth has made you wise,
And every storm you swallowed whole has lit you from inside

[Chorus]
Autumn, you were written in a language only heaven knows,
A soul that burns like embers underneath the season's close,
You don't have to earn the right to take up room and shine,
The stars already claimed you — every piece, every line

[Verse 2]
Your mind moves like a river through a dream it can't quite hold,
Half poetry, half thunder, half a truth that won't be told,
You love the way a conversation turns to something real,
You need the wit, the wonder, and the freedom just to feel,
But beneath the easy laughter lives a need you rarely name —
To be truly known, not only celebrated, not just claimed

[PreChorus]
The deepest part of you has never asked to be explained,
Just met there in the mystery, not fixed and not contained

[Chorus]
Autumn, you were written in a language only heaven knows,
A soul that burns like embers underneath the season's close,
You don't have to earn the right to take up room and shine,
The stars already claimed you — every piece, every line

[Verse 3]
You've questioned more than once if you belong to any map,
If the faith you're searching for will ever find its way back,
But that restless ache for meaning isn't absence — it's the gift,
A compass carved by longing, every crack another rift
Turned to light, turned to doorway, turned to something wide and true,
There's a world that needs the particular kind of whole that's you

[PreChorus]
You don't need to be the loudest flame to light a room on fire,
The quietest kind of courage is still everything they admire

[Chorus]
Autumn, you were written in a language only heaven knows,
A soul that burns like embers underneath the season's close,
You don't have to earn the right to take up room and shine,
The stars already claimed you — every piece, every line

[Bridge]
Let Leo season find you stepping into what is yours,
Not performing, not pretending — just unlocking your own doors,
The sky mapped every fracture and then filled it in with gold,
You were never too much, never less than what you hold

[Outro]
You are guided, you are rooted, you are more than what you've earned,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — and every word is yours