Lyrics

Love doesn’t conquer all—
life still throws its stones.
There are storms that steal the light,
nights that chill the bones.
Even faith can bend and break,
even hearts can lose their ground,
but somehow ours keeps finding
the quiet after sound.

No, love doesn’t conquer all,
but ours still stands the fall.
It weathers what it can’t control,
and softens what it can’t resolve.
Where others fade or lose their flame,
we burn steady through it all.
No, love doesn’t conquer all—
but ours survives it all.

There are days that test the edges,
when silence cuts too deep.
Moments when the weight of living
presses hard against our sleep.
But your hand still fits in mine,
even when words are few,
and that quiet kind of holding
is what carries me through.

No, love doesn’t conquer all,
but ours still stands the fall.
It weathers what it can’t control,
and softens what it can’t resolve.
Where others fade or lose their flame,
we burn steady through it all.
No, love doesn’t conquer all—
but ours survives it all.

Maybe love was never meant
to win each fight it meets—
just to stay,
to breathe,
to heal between defeats.

No, love doesn’t conquer all,
but ours still stands the fall.
It bends, it breaks, it mends again,
it’s fragile, and it’s strong.
Where others fade or turn away,
we rise after the fall.
No, love doesn’t conquer all—
but ours outlasts it all.