[Verse 1]
There's a fire that burns where nobody looks,
A whole private world that never made it to books,
You carry your light like a lantern inside,
Steady and golden, impossible to hide,
They see the composed one, the thoughtful, the clear,
But there's a tide running under, and the depths run severe,
A mind that takes nothing at face value or cost,
Cataloguing every detail so nothing gets lost

[PreChorus]
You've measured the distance between who you are
And the version the world thinks it sees from afar,
But the quiet in you is not absence of flame,
It's a slow burning purpose that knows its own name

[Chorus]
Erin, the stars wrote you carefully, line by line,
The kind of soul that gets rarer, more luminous with time,
You don't have to prove what's already true,
The universe kept its best handwriting for you,
Erin, come home to yourself, you've always been enough,
What looks like the edges is actually the stuff
That the world needs most, that rare and honest glow,
Let yourself be known, let yourself be whole

[Verse 2]
You feel what the room feels before a word's been said,
You carry the weight of what's unspoken instead,
A heart that gives first and asks for nothing back,
Always the one filling in someone else's lack,
You've longed for a love that celebrates and stays,
That meets your devotion with an equal kind of blaze,
But you've built such careful walls around the tender parts,
Afraid that being seen would be the hardest kind of start,
You love like something ancient and entirely true,
Like a vow that doesn't waver when the seasons push through

[PreChorus]
You've stood at the edge of closeness and pulled back your hand,
Not from coldness but from everything you understand,
That love without safety is a river with no shore,
But you were made for depth, and you were made for more

[Chorus]
Erin, the stars wrote you carefully, line by line,
The kind of soul that gets rarer, more luminous with time,
You don't have to prove what's already true,
The universe kept its best handwriting for you,
Erin, come home to yourself, you've always been enough,
What looks like the edges is actually the stuff
That the world needs most, that rare and honest glow,
Let yourself be known, let yourself be whole

[Verse 3]
There's a compass in your chest that always points toward home,
Toward belonging, toward the roots beneath the stone,
You've wrestled with the weight of what you're meant to give,
The push between what's expected and how you want to live,
The ones who've touched your life don't always know the cost,
Of how you absorbed their seasons, what you gave and almost lost,
But every wound became a window, every ache became a door,
Every time you rose from something, you were wiser than before,
The world is asking for the healing that you carry in your hands,
The way you see the broken thing and somehow understand

[PreChorus]
You are not too much, not too quiet, not too deep,
You are precisely the person that this moment chose to keep,
There's a constellation shaped exactly like your name,
And it has been waiting, patient as a flame

[Chorus]
Erin, the stars wrote you carefully, line by line,
The kind of soul that gets rarer, more luminous with time,
You don't have to prove what's already true,
The universe kept its best handwriting for you,
Erin, come home to yourself, you've always been enough,
What looks like the edges is actually the stuff
That the world needs most, that rare and honest glow,
Let yourself be known, let yourself be whole

[Bridge]
You are not the version that stayed small to keep the peace,
You are not the apology, you are the release,
The sky did not arrange itself so carefully in vain,
Every part of who you are was written in that frame,
The precision in your thinking and the ocean in your chest,
The way you hold the truth gently, the way you give your best,
There is nothing here that needs to be undone or rearranged,
You are not a problem, you are something rare and uncont