text: The paint is old and peeling
  The shutters show some cracks
  Theres a heavy limb on the apple tree
  Thats got to be cut back
  Theres some water in the cellar
  A little sagging in the floor
  But this house has weathered many storms
  It will weather many more
  cause I scraped away the peeling paint
  And found the wood was good and strong
  And I found a firm foundation
  Had been there all along
  Theres nothing here that a little work
  And time cant heal
  cause everything underneath is real
  Nerves are frayed and ragged
  Patience is wearing thin
  Words were said in fits of rage
  That never should have been
  We bruised each other badly
  Lost respect along the way
  But theres too much here worth saving
  To throw it all away
  Cant we lay aside our fear and pride
  And find the good within
  All that we have shared before
  Can be restored again
  Theres nothing here that a little work
  And time cant heal
  cause everything underneath is real