[Verse 1]
There's a tide inside you nobody gets to name,
A quiet that holds oceans, a stillness wrapped in flame,
You've always felt the undercurrent pulling at your feet,
The part of you that's loudest in the silence, incomplete,
You think in poetry but swallow every line,
A mind that reads the room before it crosses the threshold sign

[PreChorus]
You carry what you love like it weighs nothing at all,
But even the deepest rivers need a place to fall

[Chorus]
Kathleen, the sky was careful when it wrote your name,
A softer kind of fire, a wilder kind of flame,
You are the whole and the hidden, the anchor and the tide,
You are enough, you have always been enough inside

[Verse 2]
You love like a conversation with no ending in sight,
Equal parts curiosity and warmth and midnight light,
You give before you're asked and ask for nothing back,
Then wonder in the dark if you're the thing the world still lacks,
But every scar you carry is a doorway, not a wall,
And the world you built for others took the longest to build at all

[PreChorus]
You've learned to hold the broken without breaking at the seam,
And that kind of grace takes lifetimes, not just one recurring dream

[Chorus]
Kathleen, the sky was careful when it wrote your name,
A softer kind of fire, a wilder kind of flame,
You are the whole and the hidden, the anchor and the tide,
You are enough, you have always been enough inside

[Verse 3]
You've questioned every compass but your own has never lied,
You've searched for home in systems that were never built that wide,
The restless and the rooted fighting battles in your chest,
The part that wants to wander and the part that needs to rest,
But listen — you were written in the language of the deep,
And what the universe plants in you, it never means to keep

[PreChorus]
The light that lives behind your eyes has nowhere left to hide,
Leo rising, breaking dawn — it's your time to step inside

[Chorus]
Kathleen, the sky was careful when it wrote your name,
A softer kind of fire, a wilder kind of flame,
You are the whole and the hidden, the anchor and the tide,
You are enough, you have always been enough inside

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to finally let it through,
The world needs what you carry and it's asking now for you,
Not the version that apologizes for taking up the space,
But the one who knows her worth and meets the morning face to face

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that never fades,
You are not still becoming — you've been whole through all your days,
The season turns, the light returns, and it was always yours,
Kathleen, come home to yourself — that's what the light is for