[Verse 1]
She holds her beauty like a secret kept inside,
A gallery of feeling that she rarely lets outside,
Her mind already balancing the argument before it's spoken,
Weighing every word until the silence goes unbroken,
She built a stage from discipline and drove it toward the sky,
Two bold commanders at the helm — she never asked them why

[PreChorus]
But something in the blueprint doesn't match the face she shows,
The brightest room is always the one only she knows

[Chorus]
Sage, you are the manuscript no careless hand could write,
The one who reads the whole room and still walks toward the light,
The scales you carry aren't a burden — they're your art,
Sage, every hidden color lives inside that heart

[Verse 2]
Her feelings move like quick dispatches through a restless wire,
Then drop into a well so deep they brush ancestral fire,
She mapped a dozen lifetimes in the space between two breaths,
Translating joy and terror into sentences and depth,
She poured herself into the work, then wondered why the crowd
Couldn't hear the masterpiece beneath the applause out loud

[PreChorus]
She's learning that the draft she hid was never incomplete,
The version no one saw was the most honest and most fleet

[Chorus]
Sage, you are the conversation worth beginning twice,
The diplomat who fights for truth and doesn't hedge the price,
The ache you turned to eloquence was always worth the art,
Sage, every hidden color lives inside that heart

[Verse 3]
Now the messenger turns backward through the underground,
Old decisions surface asking what was lost, what was found,
She sits beside the evidence, the letters rearranged,
And finds that what she thought was lost was only rearranged,
The voice that went to ground all those seasons now returns,
To tell her what she spoke in private is exactly what the world earns

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need to wait until the moment feels correct,
The words already written in her are the ones they'll recollect

[Chorus]
Sage, let the record start again from where you truly stand,
The scales tip toward yourself for once — receive it firsthand,
What turned back through the dark retrieved the purest part,
Sage, every hidden color lives inside that heart

[Bridge]
She carried beauty quietly like a folded note,
She led from the tenth floor with a lion's throat,
The joy she rationed like a treasury now unlocks its door,
What she guarded for the world — she gets to keep some more

[Outro]
Sage, the truest anthem plays from the inside out,
Every color you kept hidden is the one they'll sing about