Leave the Door Open

Verse 1 You might have asked me, “Why me?” Why did you choose to tell me this? Why bring me things so far outside The world I thought existed? It wasn't that you knew the answer, Or somehow knew where it would lead. You simply didn't close the door On something you couldn't yet believe. Pre-Chorus You didn't have to follow me, You didn't have to agree. You only had to say, “Tell me what you see.” Chorus That's what was special about you, That's what made me want to share. You could hear something unfamiliar And still leave room for it there. You didn't need to believe me, You didn't need to say I was right. You were willing to listen Before you knew what you might find. And that's a rare kind of courage— To leave the question open wide. That's what was special about you: You didn't turn away and hide. Verse 2 Some of the things I talked about Were nowhere near the usual lines. They could have sounded impossible, They could have challenged what you knew inside. But you didn't laugh them out of existence, You didn't tell me I was wrong. You gave an unfamiliar thought A little place to sit along. Pre-Chorus You could question every word And still remain right there. You didn't have to choose a side Just because I asked you to care. Chorus That's what was special about you, That's what made you want to hear. You could stand beside the unknown Without needing it to disappear. You didn't need to believe me, You didn't need to call it true. You simply thought the possibility Was worth listening to. And that's a rare kind of courage— To let curiosity decide. That's what was special about you: You left the door open wide. Bridge And maybe that's the part That people don't understand. Being open doesn't mean You give your judgment up. It means you can hold a question Without rushing to defend Everything you thought you knew Before the conversation began. You didn't know where it would lead. You didn't know what we'd find. You just gave an unfamiliar voice A little room inside your mind. Final Chorus So if you're asking, “Why me?” Maybe this is why. Because you listened when you could've Simply walked away and closed your mind. Not because you had the answers, Not because you already knew— But because you understood That listening is something you can choose. And whatever came of all those things, Whatever turned out to be true, That isn't what made you special. It was the openness in you. You didn't have to believe me. You only had to hear. And in a world that closes quickly, You were willing to leave it open here. “Across all these different moments, you kept doing the same remarkable thing: you listened.”