[Verse 1]
There's a fire that wakes before the morning does,
A heart that moves on instinct, not because —
You lead with everything, no half-measures here,
A blaze that clears the path and calls it atmosphere.
But underneath the boldness, something quieter waits,
A soul that needs the ground before it navigates.

[PreChorus]
You hold the storm and the stillness in one hand,
More layered than the world could understand.

[Chorus]
You are the spark before the question's even asked,
The gentle root beneath the fire unsurpassed.
Built from contradictions, each one finally earned —
You are not too much, you are everything you've learned.

[Verse 2]
You love the way the tide loves — whole and wide,
No holding back, no dim of what's inside.
But you've been burned for opening first and fast,
And quietly you've wondered if the good things last.
Every ache became a doorway, not a grave —
Every time you chose to love was still an act of brave.

[PreChorus]
The walls you built were never meant to stay,
They kept you safe enough to find your way.

[Chorus]
You are the spark before the question's even asked,
The gentle root beneath the fire unsurpassed.
Built from contradictions, each one finally earned —
You are not too much, you are everything you've learned.

[Verse 3]
The world may see the warmth, the wit, the charm,
The one who always moves toward, never from harm.
But there's a mind that swims in deeper water still,
A poet's quiet knowing underneath the will.
You've felt the ache of worth that no one else could fill —
That hunger was a compass, not a flaw to kill.

[PreChorus]
The stars mapped out a path from wound to whole,
And everything you've carried feeds your soul.

[Chorus]
You are the spark before the question's even asked,
The gentle root beneath the fire unsurpassed.
Built from contradictions, each one finally earned —
You are not too much, you are everything you've learned.

[Bridge]
The sky is turning gold now, something's coming clear,
A light that calls the truest version forward — don't defer.
What you carry isn't burden, it's the gift you came to give,
You were written in the cosmos as a reason to live fully.

[Outro]
Rest now in the knowing you were never incomplete,
Every scar, every spark — each one a masterpiece.
You are held by something ancient, something vast,
You were always enough, from the very first to last.