Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She wore scrubs in the morning, steady hands and healing eyes
Turned her care to a calling, where the broken learned to rise
From the ward to the scope light, she found her way to see
That inside every shadow, there’s a fight to set you free

[Verse 2]
They bought a house in Falconridge, where dreams and drywall met
Every room a conversation, every corner held a bet
The faucet leaked like memories, the railing swayed with time
But inside those imperfect walls, love settled in just fine

[Chorus]
It's not the paint that's peeling or the fence that won’t stay shut
It’s the quiet morning tea and the house full of God's love
It’s the way she held him breathing when his lungs forgot to move
And whispered, “You’ve been a good husband,”
Like only someone true could do
Oh, it’s not about what’s left undone—
It’s about the lives we’ve loved

[Verse 3]
First came Romeo, bold and proud, a shadow at her feet
Then Juno ran like lightning, with a heart that skipped a beat
Wesley brought the gentler days, the bark after the storm
Each dog a piece of poetry that kept the house warm

[Verse 4]
But time took what it wanted, as time is known to do
Each goodbye left her quieter, but never less true
Still she stood through the silence, through the grief and the ache
And poured love into the spaces only pawprints ever make

[Bridge]
Then one day came the sirens, and the room went cold and wide
He told her he was ready, thought this might be goodbye
But she looked at him through tears and said, “You’re not done, my love,”
And stayed beside him every step ‘til he could breathe above

[Chorus]
It’s not the walls still cracking or the roof that needs repair
It’s the hands that hold the heavy, and the faith that’s always there
It’s the quiet strength of healing, the sunrise after rain
The man she brought back home again,
Still holding onto pain
But oh, it’s not about what’s still to do—
It’s about the lives we’ve loved

[Verse 5]
Now there’s Jax, the Dutch shepherd, with wild eyes and loyal heart
Chasing shadows in the hallway, pulling joy back from the dark
He’s the echo of devotion, the wagging of the soul
Proof that even after loss, love finds a way to grow

[Final Chorus]
So here’s to rooms half-finished, to nights that test the flame
To dogs that taught us loyalty, and hearts that stay the same
To the nurse who kept him breathing, the house still standing strong
To the bark that breaks the silence—
To where all the good belongs
No, it's not about what’s left undone—
It’s about the lives… we’ve loved

[Outro] (Spoken or Softly Sung)
The house may never be finished...
But the story's always enough.
‘Cause it