I know it’s impossible. I know it. I do.
Everyone says so. They’re certain it’s true.
“It’s never been done,” all the wise people shout,
But What if, I wonder, they’re just leaving stuff out?
Maybe I’m dreaming, or floating on air.
Maybe I’ll tumble, splash down who-knows-where.
But maybe—just maybe.—it’s more than a plan.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
What if I’m not dreaming? What if it’s real?
What if first steps are the best ones to feel?
So what if no one has walked where the waves dance,
Because they just never gave it a chance?
If what I am seeing’s not scribbled in sand,
But a real kind of something I do understand,
Then maybe—oh maybe.—I should take a glance.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
The waves are now swirling. The ship tilts and dips.
I might lose my footing. I might lose my grip.
So why, oh why, would I leap out today?
Because maybe, just maybe, there’s no better way.
Maybe it’s risky, and maybe it’s wild,
But maybe it’s made for the heart of a child.
Then maybe, just maybe, I should take a stand.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
I could ask my friends—but they’re soggy with fear.
I could ask a ghost—but he’d just disappear.
But one voice speaks stronger than stormy sea’s call—
The voice of my Master, the loudest of all.
He’ll tell me the truth of what I should do.
If he says, “Come. Step out. I’ll be walking with you.”
Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll leave where I am.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
“Lord, if it’s you, tell me, ‘Come take a stride.’
Tell me you’re right here, not far from my side.
If it pleases you, then I’ll walk on the blue,
Or dance on the stars or the moon’s silver hue.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I will.
Maybe my heart just needs more of the thrill.”
Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll follow your plan.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
Why sit here waiting while life zooms right by,
When I could reach out and leap for the sky?
Maybe, just maybe, with faith in your hands,
I’ll do what nobody else has yet dared to plan.
Because you are my strength, my anchor, my will—
With you, Lord, all things are possible still.
So maybe, just maybe, it’s time that I ran.
Maybe it’s possible. Maybe I can.
