[Verse 1]
She carries the ocean behind steady eyes,
A tide that runs deeper than anyone tries,
She tends to the world with her hands and her care,
Then folds up her own heart and leaves it right there,
The calm that she wears is a river at rest,
But currents run wild in the depths of her chest

[PreChorus]
She was written in water and carved out of earth,
The universe measured her worth before birth

[Chorus]
Manda, the stars know your name in the dark,
They mapped every river that runs through your heart,
You are ancient and tender, you are steady and true,
The whole sky was listening when it dreamed up you

[Verse 2]
She searches for beauty in all that she finds,
In language and music and wandering minds,
She loves like she means it, with roots in the ground,
She gives before asking and barely makes a sound,
There's a wound in the place where she learned not to ask,
If the love she pours outward could fill her own glass

[PreChorus]
But the cracks in her softness are not where she breaks,
They're the seams of the light that she constantly makes

[Chorus]
Manda, the stars know your name in the dark,
They mapped every river that runs through your heart,
You are ancient and tender, you are steady and true,
The whole sky was listening when it dreamed up you

[Verse 3]
She's walked through the fire and come out refined,
A mind built for mystery, a soul unconfined,
She's learning that being is more than enough,
That softness was never a failure of tough,
The world that she's building is still worth the climb,
And everything sacred arrives in its time

[PreChorus]
She was placed where the visible meets what's unseen,
To tend to the space between what is and could be

[Chorus]
Manda, the stars know your name in the dark,
They mapped every river that runs through your heart,
You are ancient and tender, you are steady and true,
The whole sky was listening when it dreamed up you

[Bridge]
Let the light that is coming find you where you stand,
You don't have to earn it, just open your hand,
Every season you've carried has led you right here,
To yourself — and that, love, is worth every year

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with ink that won't fade,
You are exactly and wholly the one that you've made,
Rest now, beloved — you were always enough,
The stars never doubted, and neither should us