[Verse 1]
There's a steadiness in you that the world leans on without asking,
A mountain made of patience underneath the light you're casting,
You carry what is heavy like it's simply what you do,
But there's an ocean running quiet in the depths of all that cool,
You've built your life with careful hands, one stone laid at a time,
And when they call it effortless, they miss the long climb,
They see the finished cathedral, they don't hear how long you prayed,
They see the calm composure, not the price that it was paid

[PreChorus 1]
But someone sees the tides beneath the stillness you maintain,
Someone sees the tenderness you've tucked away from plain,
The version of you no one asks about but desperately needs,
The one who holds the whole world up and still somehow believes

[Chorus 1]
Hoda, you were written in the winter-dark and gold,
Born with something ancient in your chest, a quiet bold,
You are rooted like the mountains but you reach the way stars do,
The cosmos built you carefully and every part came through,
Hoda, you are not too much, you are not too still,
You are exactly what the world was waiting for until

[Verse 2]
There's a mind inside you that refuses to stop turning,
That pulls the thread through everything and keeps on always learning,
You think in depth where others float, you speak with chosen weight,
And every word you offer carries more than you will state,
You've felt the sting of being unseen for what you truly bring,
The labor of your brilliance counted less than anything,
So you measured your own value by what someone else would name,
And quietly decided you would have to win their game

[PreChorus 2]
But the recognition that you searched for in the outside air,
Was living in the marrow of the work you did right there,
You don't need their verdict to confirm what you already are,
A structured mind, a burning heart, a quietly blazing star

[Chorus 2]
Hoda, you were written in the winter-dark and gold,
Born with something ancient in your chest, a quiet bold,
You are rooted like the mountains but you reach the way stars do,
The cosmos built you carefully and every part came through,
Hoda, you are not too much, you are not too still,
You are exactly what the world was waiting for until

[Verse 3]
You love like someone who has read the fine print of devotion,
You love with wide horizons and the restlessness of ocean,
You need the truth more than you need the comfort of a lie,
You need to feel the room to breathe before you let love try,
You weigh each step before you move but when you move, you mean it,
You've learned from every person who made you second-guess it,
And beauty calls to you the way the fire calls the night,
You built your home into a haven, a sanctuary of light

[PreChorus 3]
You've held the ones you loved before yourself a hundred times,
You've shaped yourself around their needs and swallowed your own lines,
But the heart that gives before it's asked is not a heart that's weak,
It's the rarest kind of generous and it's the depth they seek

[Chorus 3]
Hoda, you were written in the winter-dark and gold,
Born with something ancient in your chest, a quiet bold,
You are rooted like the mountains but you reach the way stars do,
The cosmos built you carefully and every part came through,
Hoda, you are not too much, you are not too still,
You are exactly what the world was waiting for until

[Verse 4]
There's a wound you've carried quietly about your worth and place,
A voice that asked if you were truly meant to take up space,
If everything you'd built and bled for counted in the end,
If all the ground you gave would ever grow and come back around again,
But that ache became your compass and your question became art,
And every scar wrote something true and tender in your heart,
You didn't lose those chapters, they were tuition for the soul,
The place you feel most broken is the place you're most whole

[PreChorus 4]
So step into the fullness of the ground that's yours to claim,