I tried to know
Every mystery
Soon realized, no
It was too much for me
'Cause most things true
Are simple and complex
So it is with you
What else should I expect
You suffer the seeker
In You they abide
You are to me
A beautiful mystery
You are to me
A servant and a king
You're a beautiful mystery
You're like the water
I can feel but not grasp
Still You say all I've gotta do
Is seek and knock and ask
You are to the river
What hems it in and sets it free
The truth is a river
Where the strong can swim down deep
The weak and the broken
Can walk across so easily
