[Verse 1]
A mind that moves like light across the water's face,
Two voices in one chest, still finding their own place,
He reads the room before a word is ever said,
A thousand conversations running through his head,
They see the easy smile, the wit, the open door,
But there's a whole horizon only he's been searching for

[PreChorus]
He carries more than anyone has thought to ask him why,
A restless soul who learned to make a home inside the sky

[Chorus]
Andrew, you were written in the wandering and the flame,
Every road you couldn't name still led you here the same,
Andrew, there's a compass in the questions that you hold,
You don't need to find the answer to be worthy of the gold

[Verse 2]
He loves like it's a conversation, open, warm, and wide,
Gives freely what he's hoping someone offers from inside,
He's built to go the distance but he doubts the ground he stands,
Starts fires out of nothing with these careful, quiet hands,
The wound lives near the heart where someone left without a word,
But every door that closed became the song he's never heard

[PreChorus]
He's learning that his tenderness was never something weak,
That depth is not a burden but the language that he speaks

[Chorus]
Andrew, you were written in the wandering and the flame,
Every road you couldn't name still led you here the same,
Andrew, there's a compass in the questions that you hold,
You don't need to find the answer to be worthy of the gold

[Verse 3]
He's the one who shows up steady when the world goes dim,
Transforms the heavy into meaning on a quiet whim,
The dreamer and the builder running side by side,
A revolutionary patience no one sees inside,
He's not behind, he's not too much, he's not a broken thing,
He's the river finding ocean, he's the winter before spring

[PreChorus]
The stars were placed so carefully the night that he arrived,
Every scar became the proof of how completely he has thrived

[Chorus]
Andrew, you were written in the wandering and the flame,
Every road you couldn't name still led you here the same,
Andrew, there's a compass in the questions that you hold,
You don't need to find the answer to be worthy of the gold

[Bridge]
Let the searching be the sacred, let the not-knowing be the grace,
Every version you've outgrown made room for what took its place,
You were never lost, you were always becoming whole,
The universe wrote carefully when it was writing you

[Outro]
So rest in who you are, the seeking and the still,
Andrew, you are enough — you always, always will