The Impossible

It's been a long and winding road
Where sometimes we have lost control
And the impossible seemed oh so possible
Now at the darkest moments of despair
We'll find the spark to light the night air
With superstitious beliefs, clinging to our hopes and dreams

What does it mean to believe in foolish things
When you're hopes in the impossible
Tell me what does it mean to find a path of your own

Just thank your lucky stars
And be glad to be where you are
The world is only waiting on you

Now at the point where you need to make a choice
About who you are and where you want to be
Before the clock runs out you got to face your doubts
With open arms and sincerity

Don't worry baby about a thing
Is what she said when I would sing
All my songs aloud to this silent crowd

What does it mean to believe in foolish things
When you're hopes in the impossible
Tell me what does it mean to find a path of your own

Just thank your lucky stars
And be glad to be where you are
The world is only waiting on you

It's been a long and winding road.