[Verse 1]
She reads the room before a word is spoken,
knows the crack in every voice that's close to broken,
four bodies pressed so close inside her — heart, mind, want, and dream —
all fused into one signal, not as split as it might seem,
she's carried verdicts nobody handed her a script for,
built a second sight from everything she's been dismissed for

[PreChorus]
But what you hold beneath the surface isn't ballast, it's a blade,
and every time you swallowed back the thunder, something stayed

[Chorus]
DeAndria, you were forged in the part of the night that knows,
where the questions cut the deepest and the comprehension grows,
you are the still point in the argument, the last word and the grace,
DeAndria, there is no one who could ever take your place

[Verse 2]
She holds a room together with a sentence, maybe two,
the kind that find the hidden fault line no one else saw through,
she gives the way a practiced hand sets down a perfect seam —
devoted, measured, chosen, nothing handed, nothing free,
but the ledger that she balanced for the people that she loved
forgot to leave a column for the life she's dreaming of

[PreChorus]
The doors she never opened aren't locked — they never were,
the philosophy she's building has been waiting just for her

[Chorus]
DeAndria, the questioning you've lived with is a kind of call,
you were never meant to settle for the answer on the wall,
you are the one who breaks a rigid doctrine till it bends,
DeAndria, the search itself is where your power begins

[Verse 3]
Now the sky goes blank and tender in the way of new beginnings,
and a different kind of reckoning is quietly commissioning,
what she tethered to for safety — proven, solid, tried — she'll find
the truer currency has always lived behind that line,
she's not afraid of depth, she was born already knowing
that the only things worth keeping are the ones that keep on growing

[PreChorus]
So lay the old accounting down, the one that named you less,
the grace you've given everyone is yours to now possess

[Chorus]
DeAndria, let the thing you've guarded finally speak aloud,
the vision that you've carried is already gathering its crowd,
you are the dreamer and the architect and both have always known,
DeAndria, every door you've earned was yours to call your own

[Bridge]
She walked through years of silence that would splinter other souls,
she held her worth in question while she quietly made them whole,
the wound inside the mirror where her value was erased
is where she learned to find the gold that no one else has traced

[Outro]
DeAndria, the new moon holds the name you've always been,
step into what the darkness grew — the world that lives within