Jimmie Dale Gilmore - Ripple

If my words did glow
With the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played
On the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice
Come through the music
Would you hold it near
As it were your own?

It's a hand me down
The thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better
Left unsung
I don't know Don't really care
Let there be songs
To fill the air

Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow

Reach out your hand
If your cup be empty
If your cup is full
May it be again
Let it be known