case closed i was certain in my youth god knows i had my scientific proof in my mind i thought i saw the truth never looked beyond my lenses never saw that it was you out of the question so the answer i could never see out of the question i look for you and you find me out of the question you re closer than the air i breathe but out of the question and into the mystery my heart brings me to my knees there s god the forest for the trees move me like the wind will stir the leaves i give way to the mystery like the branches in the breeze and i m out of the question catch the wind inside my fist no it s out of the question try to trap you and i know i ve missed out of the question the place you will always be is out of the question and into the mystery truth is there for finding but the logic that s involved is a mystery unwinding not a problem to be solved out of the question i look for you and you find me out of the question in truth you will always be out of the question you re closer than the air i breath out of the question and into the mystery  david wilcox all rights reserved