[Verse 1]
She alphabetized her grief and filed it neatly away,
Built the house from scratch while the floorboards tried to sway,
Four walls held the history of everything she'd kept,
The tangled roots beneath her feet, the promises she swept,
She cross-referenced every crack before she dared repair,
A mind like a blueprint, sharp enough to cut the air

[PreChorus]
But precision isn't armor, and the ledger doesn't lie,
She's been doing the accounting while the years went sliding by

[Chorus]
Wendy, every system that you built with your own hands,
Every line you checked twice, every redesigned plan,
Says more about your courage than you've let yourself believe,
Wendy, you were made to build, not only to achieve

[Verse 2]
The creativity she hoarded like a sketch she'd never show,
Five things burning in the workshop with nowhere left to go,
Romance handled like a theorem she could solve if true,
Beauty as a standard she applied to everything she drew,
The partnerships she weighed before she'd let herself commit,
A loyal, grounded constancy once she was sure it'd fit

[PreChorus]
And under all that careful vetting, under all that wait,
A heart that loves with diplomat's grace and an artist's ache

[Chorus]
Wendy, every draft you kept inside a drawer too long,
Every unshared canvas is the body of a song,
The beauty that you measured out belongs to you first,
Wendy, let the workshop doors fly open — let it burst

[Verse 3]
She rebuilt herself in silence when the family ground would shake,
Excavated every room to find what grief could make,
Felt the difference between knowing and believing, clear as stone,
Did the work that no one clocked because she did it on her own,
And the world she served so precisely, day by day, by rote,
Was always just the rough draft of the life she actually wrote

[PreChorus]
The recognition that she earned but couldn't find outside,
Was always in the craftsmanship, the undefeated pride

[Chorus]
Wendy, all the structures built from what you had to bear,
Every careful word you chose, every standard, every stare,
Define success by what you know, not what the record shows,
Wendy, step into the authority that nobody bestows

[Bridge]
She doesn't need the gavel of a crowd to call her name,
The blueprint in her hands is hers — no two are quite the same,
She's faced the tangled basement and come back into the day,
The builder and the building, and she finally gets to stay

[Outro]
Wendy, the season turns, and this time it turns for you,
Everything you've ever fixed has fixed you, through and through