[Verse 1]
She moves through the world like water finds its way,
Something ancient in her eyes, something wise in what she says,
She feels the room before she speaks, reads the current in the air,
A poet living in her bones, a dreamer beyond compare,
They see the surface, still and soft, they don't see the tide,
All those fathoms running deep, all that ocean locked inside

[PreChorus]
She's been useful when she's hurting, steady when she's worn,
Holding everyone together while she's weathered every storm

[Chorus]
Lauren, you are more than what you carry and conceal,
The depth you think is too much is exactly what is real,
The stars wrote you carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
You were never too much — you were perfectly made

[Verse 2]
She loves like something that can't be named or owned,
Free and fierce and faithful all at once, wholly her own,
She gives before she's asked, she stays when others leave,
But she's built a quiet fortress around what she dares to need,
Trust has always cost her more than anyone could know,
Yet she opens anyway — that takes a rarer kind of courage to show

[PreChorus]
She's carried burdens in the dark without a word of complaint,
That silence isn't weakness — it's the patience of a saint

[Chorus]
Lauren, you are more than what you carry and conceal,
The depth you think is too much is exactly what is real,
The stars wrote you carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
You were never too much — you were perfectly made

[Verse 3]
There's a hunger in her chest for something she can build that lasts,
A vision in her hands that reaches further than her past,
She questions every structure, every rule that doesn't fit,
Rebuilding what is hollow into something exquisite,
She's a dreamer with a blueprint, an idealist with spine,
Where others see the ceiling, she draws the whole skyline

[PreChorus]
The world she's been imagining is one she helped create,
Every step she thought was stumbling was already something great

[Chorus]
Lauren, you are more than what you carry and conceal,
The depth you think is too much is exactly what is real,
The stars wrote you carefully, with ink that doesn't fade,
You were never too much — you were perfectly made

[Bridge]
Let the tide come in, you don't have to be the shore,
You are allowed to need, allowed to ask for more,
The light inside you isn't borrowed — it was always yours,
Every door you thought was closing opens into open doors

[Outro]
The cosmos mapped the shape of you before you drew your first breath,
And everything you are is everything that's left