Unopened Letter

There’s an unopened letter from my old man

That I’m holding on to as long as I can

It means more and more to me with every day passed

Knowing that I will never be reading his last

I guess I could open it up if I tried

And bare all the mysteries hidden inside

Oh, but what would I dream of if I made it so?

I’d rather wonder than know

There’s an unopened present I was given some year

Whatever’s inside, It could never compare

To the joy that it brings me just the way that it is

Dreaming that it holds my every wish

I guess I could open it up if I tried

Unveil all the mysteries hidden inside

Oh, but what would I dream of if I made it so?

I’d rather wonder than know

There’s a door that’s unopened and so it will stay

Until I’m called to it and through it someday

Though many are certain what the other side holds

I’d rather wonder than know

I’d rather wonder than know

There’s an unopened letter from my old man