[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way she holds a room without trying,
A warmth that fills the air while half of her is hiding,
She thinks in careful lines, she feels in rolling waves,
She's built her whole life tending what the years engraved,
The words she chooses carry more than she lets show,
She's been the steady one so long she forgot to let go.

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't shrink to make the shore feel wide,
And the light she keeps for others burns so deep inside.

[Chorus]
Anne, you are the roots and the rising flame,
Every scar you carry whispers out your name,
You don't need to earn the love that you were born to hold,
Anne, you were written by the stars in gold.

[Verse 2]
She loves like something ancient, steady, true, and wide,
Like a door she leaves unlocked on the quieter side,
She gives before she's asked, she stays long after due,
But somewhere in the giving, she forgot to give to you,
She's chased the perfect version of a home she couldn't find,
Till she realized she had built it in the chambers of her mind.

[PreChorus]
The tides don't ask permission, they just know the way,
And everything she's tended is still blooming where she stayed.

[Chorus]
Anne, you are the roots and the rising flame,
Every scar you carry whispers out your name,
You don't need to earn the love that you were born to hold,
Anne, you were written by the stars in gold.

[Verse 3]
She's questioned her own worth like it was something to be proven,
Kept her wildness folded neat so no one found it moving,
But beneath the careful surface runs a current deep and bright,
A mind that never rests because it hungers for the light,
She's survived the storms that never had the grace to warn her,
And came out knowing things that only difficult roads teach you.

[PreChorus]
She is not the sum of what she managed to control,
She is every brave and tender chapter of her soul.

[Chorus]
Anne, you are the roots and the rising flame,
Every scar you carry whispers out your name,
You don't need to earn the love that you were born to hold,
Anne, you were written by the stars in gold.

[Bridge]
The cosmos mapped her carefully before the first light came,
Every depth, every longing, every quiet well of flame,
She was never something broken, never less than whole,
She was always the beginning of a long and luminous road.

[Outro]
The stars have always known your name,
You are held, you are seen, you are more than enough,
Anne, you were never ordinary love.