[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way she holds her tongue before she speaks,
A mind that maps the mountain while her heart already seeks,
She'll read the room in seconds, catch the word beneath the word,
The things that go unspoken — she has always, always heard,
They see the open laughter, all that warmth and easy light,
They don't see what she carries when she locks the door at night,
The way she sorts through feelings like she's filing them away,
Trying to make the chaos into something she can say

[PreChorus]
She's been the calm that holds the room together,
The one who checks the forecast before the weather,
She's learned to fold herself into whatever fits,
But she was never meant to disappear in it

[Chorus]
Oh, Marica, you were written by something old and wide,
Every scar you carry is a map of what survived,
You love like something ancient, like a tide that won't be tamed,
And the world needs what you carry — nothing in you needs to change,
Marica, let the stars decide, you've always known the way,
You were made for more than holding all the pieces into place

[Verse 2]
She thinks in questions, follows threads through labyrinths of thought,
She'll wrestle with a feeling long before the peace is bought,
Her honesty cuts clean and true, she doesn't soften what she knows,
Sometimes the truth arrives before the other person's ready for it, though,
She has loved with architecture — every detail, every care,
Built a world for someone else and wondered if they saw her there,
She gives before she's asked to give, she stays a little longer,
But every time she's had to start again, she's started back up stronger

[PreChorus]
She's been the steady hand that no one steadied,
The one who shows up long before she's ready,
She's wrestled with the weight of being misread,
Turned every closed door into growth instead

[Chorus]
Oh, Marica, you were written by something old and wide,
Every scar you carry is a map of what survived,
You love like something ancient, like a tide that won't be tamed,
And the world needs what you carry — nothing in you needs to change,
Marica, let the stars decide, you've always known the way,
You were made for more than holding all the pieces into place

[Verse 3]
There's a vision underneath the caution, wide as open sky,
A dreamer who has taught herself to always ask the why,
She wants a love that's rare and honest, strange and rooted too,
Someone who can match her mind and still see all the way through,
She's spent some seasons wondering if she's seen or just observed,
If the quiet work she offers is the recognition she deserves,
But the roots she grew through storms like those run deeper than she knows,
And the healing that she carries quietly, heals every place she goes

[PreChorus]
She was never lost, she was becoming,
Never still — she was just softly running,
Toward a self that she was always going to find,
A quiet power living in that boundless mind

[Chorus]
Oh, Marica, you were written by something old and wide,
Every scar you carry is a map of what survived,
You love like something ancient, like a tide that won't be tamed,
And the world needs what you carry — nothing in you needs to change,
Marica, let the stars decide, you've always known the way,
You were made for more than holding all the pieces into place

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to rest, you don't have to justify your worth,
You were already woven into this, long before you learned to prove your worth,
The universe has kept a careful record of every brave and tender thing,
And all of it is adding up to something you have not yet fully seen
Let go of the ones who couldn't hold the size of what you are,
The compass has been pointing home — it was always pointing home

[Outro]
Oh, Marica, the night sky knows your name,
You are held in what has always, always been the same,
Let the tide come in, let the light stay long,
You were never missing anything — you were never, ever wrong