Let the Mystery Be

Everybody’s wonderin' what and where they all came from.
Everybody’s worryin' 'bout where they’re gonna go when the whole thing’s done.
But no one knows for certain and so it’s all the same to me.
I think I’ll just let the mystery be.
Some say once you’re gone you’re gone forever, and some say you’re gonna come
back.
Some say you rest in the arms of the Saviour if in sinful ways you lack.
Some say that they’re comin' back in a garden, bunch of carrots and little
sweet peas.
I think I’ll just let the mystery be.
Everybody’s wonderin' what and where they all came from.
Everybody’s worryin' 'bout where they’re gonna go when the whole thing’s done.
But no one knows for certain and so it’s all the same to me.
I think I’ll just let the mystery be.
Instrumental break.
Some say they’re goin' to a place called Glory and I ain’t saying it ain’t a fact.
But I’ve heard that I’m on the road to purgatory and I don’t like the sound of that.
Well, I believe in love and I live my life accordingly.
But I choose to let the mystery be.
Everybody’s wonderin' what and where they all came from.
Everybody’s worryin' 'bout where they’re gonna go when the whole thing’s done.
But no one knows for certain and so it’s all the same to me.
I think I’ll just let the mystery be.
I think I’ll just let the mystery be.