[Verse 1]
He moves through rooms before the air has settled down,
A quiet storm that learned to wear the face of calm in town,
There's a fire underneath the measured way he speaks,
A mind that chases horizons just as quickly as it seeks,
He'll laugh before the grief has found a name to call its own,
And carry what is heaviest in silence and alone,
They see the steadiness, they miss the tide beneath,
All that rushing current running under what he breathes

[PreChorus]
But every contradiction living in his chest,
Is not a war to win, it's just the whole of him expressed,
The part that charges forward and the part that holds the ground,
Together make a wholeness that was always to be found

[Chorus]
Peter, you were written by a careful hand,
Every line of you exactly as it was planned,
You don't have to be the version no one sees the cracks in,
You are more than enough in the skin that you are standing,
Peter, let the stars you carry light your way back home,
You were never as lost as you ever felt alone,
Born with fire in the marrow and the moon inside your bones,
You are held, you are guided, you are never on your own

[Verse 2]
He dreams in wider languages than daylight will allow,
His thoughts arrive like rivers, not in straight lines, but somehow,
They reach the deeper truths that logic cannot always find,
A poet hiding underneath a practical disguise,
He's felt the ache of speaking and of not being heard right,
Of reaching through the distance for a clarity of light,
But every word he's searching for was never lost at all,
It lives inside his silence like a bell before the call

[PreChorus]
And all the times he gave himself before he was refilled,
Was not a fault, it was a kind of love that cannot still,
He gives before he's asked because his heart was built that way,
And that is not a burden, that's a gift that earns its stay

[Chorus]
Peter, you were written by a careful hand,
Every line of you exactly as it was planned,
You don't have to be the version no one sees the cracks in,
You are more than enough in the skin that you are standing,
Peter, let the stars you carry light your way back home,
You were never as lost as you ever felt alone,
Born with fire in the marrow and the moon inside your bones,
You are held, you are guided, you are never on your own

[Verse 3]
He's looked for something solid when the ground kept shifting wide,
Some belief he could belong to, something true to live inside,
And freedom felt like longing for a place without a name,
A wanderer who's building while he's walking through the flame,
He knows what it is to question what the rules were even for,
To carry someone else's ceiling and still reach for more,
But every time the restless hunger pushed against the seams,
It was his soul refusing to be smaller than his dreams

[PreChorus]
The tension between caution and the leap into the sky,
Is not confusion, it's the tension that has taught him how to fly,
He finds the middle ground not where the timid chose to land,
But where the brave ones rest before they rise and take a stand

[Chorus]
Peter, you were written by a careful hand,
Every line of you exactly as it was planned,
You don't have to be the version no one sees the cracks in,
You are more than enough in the skin that you are standing,
Peter, let the stars you carry light your way back home,
You were never as lost as you ever felt alone,
Born with fire in the marrow and the moon inside your bones,
You are held, you are guided, you are never on your own

[Verse 4]
He loves like someone who has crossed a distance to be there,
With an honesty that shows itself before it learns to care,
He wants the kind of closeness that still lets the other breathe,
The love that holds without the need to own what it receives,
He's been the anchor in the rooms that didn't know they drifted,
The steady light that others leaned on when their weight had shifted,
And somewhere in the roots of everything that he has built,
Is a man who deserves the love he gives without the guilt