It seems to come round and round again
The returning refrain of the everyday
Telling of the impossible possibility
All hanging on a young girls word
Yes or no hers to accept or reject
And she chooses to let it be the impossible
Not afraid, maybe young, naive bravery 
Still it makes us think, pause would we
Would we take up a call ourselves
Will we stand in the face of failure and say
Yes, yes we trust in something more than us
Yes, we believe God is incarnate in us
Yes, we can stuff the fear and know we stand
Walking in the right direction even when
The odds are so stacked against us
Can we still believe in this truth retold
So we might dare to try and fail
To be rejected and scorned to birth
Love come down for more than us