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