[Verse] Morning light creeps in through softened glass, Timber walls whisper of years that'll pass, Nails still bite with their lingering sting, The cedar’s scent is the promise we bring. [Pre-Chorus] Dust in the air, and hearts in the space, Every breath holds a tender trace. [Chorus] Oh, the cedar’s smell, it’s the story of home, Built by hands that are never alone, Bittersweet in the air, like a fleeting embrace, This house is a heart, and the heart’s in this place. [Verse] Footsteps echo on floors newly laid, Shadows of dreams in the light and the shade, Time will wear soft what now feels so strong, But the cedar’s scent sings the same old song. [Pre-Chorus] Fingers in grain, and tears in the wood, A memory carved where the wild once stood. [Chorus] Oh, the cedar’s smell, it’s the story of home, Built by hands that are never alone, Bittersweet in the air, like a fleeting embrace, This house is a heart, and the heart’s in this place. [Bridge] And when the years have softened the boards, When voices fade into fading chords, That scent will hold what words can't say, A ghost of hope that won't drift away. [Chorus] Oh, the cedar’s smell, it’s the story of home, Built by hands that are never alone, Bittersweet in the air, like a fleeting embrace, This house is a heart, and the heart’s in this place. [Outro] Cedar in the breeze, a whispered goodbye, A house full of dreams beneath the sky.