I used to need the answers Every why and how and when Now I hold the mystery Like a lover, like a friend
Some things aren’t meant for knowing Some doors stay gently closed The beauty lives in wondering In seeds we’ve never sown
The darkness isn’t empty It’s alive with what could be I don’t have to see it To know it’s holding me
Some things aren’t meant for knowing Some doors stay gently closed The beauty lives in discovering In seeds we’ve never sown
What if the not-knowing Is the answer I’ve been seeking What if the silence Is the universe speaking I’m listening …
Some things aren’t meant for knowing Some doors stay gently closed The beauty lives in discovering In seeds we’ve never sown
I don’t need to know… I don’t need to know… (The mystery, is the beauty)