歌詞

The rain is drumming on the roof

And rings run round my tea

Each footstep of the rain above

Sends circles through my cup

Small silver rings that bloom and fade

Before I drink them up

The roof plays soft percussion

The window plays the chimes

Ripple, ripple, little rings

The whole house is a song

His voice is over many waters

Humming all along

The rain has layers, if you listen

Eaves and glass and street

Three different drums, one gentle hand

That keeps the whole house beat

I set my cup down slowly

To watch one more ring bloom

Ripple, ripple, little rings

The whole house is a song

His voice is over many waters

Humming all along

If thunder is His mighty voice

Then drizzle is His hum

And I could sit inside this sound

Till every ring goes calm

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Ripple, ripple, little rings

The whole house is a song

His voice is over many waters

Humming all along

Ripple, ripple, little rings

The whole house is a song

His voice is over many waters

Humming all along

The rain is drumming on the roof

And I am kept in rings