The mission, they said, was impossible.
Not able to be done.
To save a child’s life.
A battle to be won.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
A battle to be won.
To save a child from leukemia,
nothing could be done.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
Nothing could be done.
To go wandering for a cure,
underneath the sun.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
Not a cure, under the sun.
To save this child from leukemia,
nothing could be done.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
Nothing could be done.
“There is no cure,” one had said.
Could the battle, yet, be won?

The mission, they said, was impossible.
Could this battle, yet, be won?
A man said, “Yes, this can be cured.”
As he set out with his gun.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
A man, set out with his gun.
To find a cure, for this one little child.
He said, “This battle will be won!”

The mission, they said, was impossible.
This battle will be won!
As the man, set out for the jungle.
Accompanied by only one.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
As accompanied by only one.
To find a cure, of a plant.
Took many years to come.

The mission, they said, was impossible.
As it would take many years to come.
The man did not agree,
and set out on the run.

The mission, they said, was impossible,
as the man set out on the run.
To find a cure in the Amazon.
This battle could be won.

This mission, they said, was impossible.
But before he found the cure.
He found that plant, and brought it home.
The plant he had been looking for.

The mission, they had said, was impossible.
But now they see otherwise.
For the love of one man,
could only be, a daughter’s joy and prize.