If my words did flow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played over a harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come to the music? Would you hold it near as it were your own? So hand me down, my thoughts are broken Perhaps they're better left unsung But I don't know, don't really care Let there be songs to fill the air Ripple in still water Where there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow Reach out your hand If you can't be empty If you can't be this full Leave me again Let me know There is a fountain That was not made By the hands of men There is a road No simple highway Between the dawn and the dark of night If you should go No one may follow That path is full Your steps alone Ripple in still water Where there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow You choose To lead, must follow But if you fall You fall alone If you should stand Then who's to guide you? If I knew the way I would take you home La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la