[Verse 1]
She carries a mind like a current that turns,
Two voices inside her, and both of them burn,
Quick with a thought, with a laugh, with a word,
The sharpest of ideas lands soft as a bird,
She lights up the room and then slips out the door,
Always arriving and always wanting more

[PreChorus]
But underneath the wit, there's a tide that runs wide,
A whole ocean of feeling she carries inside

[Chorus]
Let the stars decide, let the current run free,
Berit, you were made for both the shore and the sea,
You don't have to choose between the bright and the deep,
You are everything you are, and that's enough to keep

[Verse 2]
She serves with precision and gives without noise,
She reads every room with that quiet, clear poise,
She'll hold your whole world while she's holding her own,
And call it just Tuesday, and never be known,
The wound in her center asks: do I belong?
But every doubt she survived made the answer more strong

[PreChorus]
She's built something real from the fire and the ache,
That's not a broken thing — that's a life that won't break

[Chorus]
Let the stars decide, let the current run free,
Berit, you were made for both the shore and the sea,
You don't have to choose between the bright and the deep,
You are everything you are, and that's enough to keep

[Verse 3]
She loves like a riddle, she loves like a song,
Close enough to feel it, free enough to belong,
She needs conversation, she needs open skies,
She gives before she's asked, and she rarely asks why,
The world that she's building is patient and wide,
And the compass pointing home lives quietly inside

[PreChorus]
She was written in a language the heavens still speak,
What she carries isn't heavy — it makes her complete

[Chorus]
Let the stars decide, let the current run free,
Berit, you were made for both the shore and the sea,
You don't have to choose between the bright and the deep,
You are everything you are, and that's enough to keep

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to earn what she already is,
The light she gives so freely was always hers to give,
The sky above her native north still holds her name,
And the cosmos wrote her carefully — it knows her all the same

[Outro]
Let the current run, let the questions be,
Berit, you are guided, you are held, you are free,
The stars don't ask you to be more — just true,
And everything they mapped — it all points back to you