[Verse 1]
You carry the weight of a world no one sees,
the kind that lives quietly, deep in the breeze.
There's a fire in your chest that you've learned to contain,
and a tide that moves through you like joy laced with pain.
You were born with your roots wrapped around something true,
and your home is the feeling, not the place that you knew.
What you build from the inside will always outlast
every version of you that belonged to the past.

[Pre-Chorus]
You've been learning to trust what you already know,
that the things worth holding are the first ones to grow.

[Chorus]
Morgan, the stars didn't leave you — they moved with you here,
through every quiet collapse and the things you held dear.
You were made for the deep, not the surface or shine,
and the life you were given was always by design.

[Verse 2]
In the middle of crowds, you still carry alone
this particular ache of not feeling at home.
But your people exist — they're the ones who feel too,
and they'll find you the moment you stop hiding you.
You love with a depth that most people won't name,
you don't ask to be safe — you just walk through the flame.
There's a loyalty in you that runs like a vein,
and the ones who deserve it will never complain.

[Pre-Chorus]
You've been learning to trust what you already know,
that the things worth holding are the first ones to grow.

[Chorus]
Morgan, the stars didn't leave you — they moved with you here,
through every quiet collapse and the things you held dear.
You were made for the deep, not the surface or shine,
and the life you were given was always by design.

[Bridge]
There are seasons ahead where the ground will feel sure,
where the version of you that you're building turns pure.
Not perfect — just honest, not loud — just awake,
the kind of becoming that nothing can break.
The universe isn't ahead of you now,
it's already inside every question of how.
So stop asking permission to feel what you feel —
what you sense in your bones, Morgan, that part is real.

[Outro]
You were born in the tide of a world half-asleep,
but your eyes have always seen the beautiful deep.
Keep trusting the pull of whatever moves through,
the stars wrote this story — and they wrote it for you.