[Verse 1]
You were born when winter held the world in quiet hands,
A soul that builds on solid ground but dreams across the lands.
There's a fire in your restless feet, a hunger in your mind,
You're chasing something just ahead, a truth you're meant to find.
Beneath the surface, waters run where no one else can see,
Your heart speaks fluent poetry, your silence holds the key.
You feel the weight of what you carry, burdens you don't show,
But every step you take in patience helps the garden grow.

[PreChorus]
And you wonder if you're doing enough,
If the mountain's too steep, if the climb's too tough.
But something inside you already knows—
You were made for the long way, that's how it goes.

[Chorus]
You're the steady hand, the quiet one who shows up every time,
With oceans in your chest and mountains left to climb.
The universe remembers every seed you plant alone,
And the stars have always known your name, they're guiding you back home.

[Verse 2]
In love, you hold your cards up close, you test before you trust,
But when you give your heart away, it's never turned to dust.
You need someone who matches depth, who sees beneath your skin,
Who doesn't fear the tender storms that rage and roar within.
Your vision stretches further than the ordinary view,
You're building something lasting, something only you can do.
The old ways feel too small for you, you're breaking what won't bend,
And even when the path gets dark, you follow to the end.

[PreChorus]
And you wonder if you're doing enough,
If the mountain's too steep, if the climb's too tough.
But something inside you already knows—
You were made for the long way, that's how it goes.

[Chorus]
You're the steady hand, the quiet one who shows up every time,
With oceans in your chest and mountains left to climb.
The universe remembers every seed you plant alone,
And the stars have always known your name, they're guiding you back home.

[Bridge]
Let go of what was never yours to hold,
The doubts, the fear, the stories you've been told.
You're not behind, you're right on time, exactly where you stand,
The cosmos wrote your name in light with its own hand.

[Outro]
So walk your path with open eyes, the answers will unfold,
Your heart is made of ancient things—of water, fire, and gold.
The stars have always known your name, they're guiding you back home.