Blisse
"Drip"

Drip by drip the water leaks the noise it makes is how it speaks
The words it says are "time goes on" The life it lives is never done

A drip is like a day in life sometimes they come and pass you byand
no one knows from where they came or what they're for or what's their names

Chorus:
One drip kept dry throats from parching One drip saw the red sea parting
One drip rolled down Jesus face Before he died to take my place

A drip of water isn't much So insignicant are such
But every time a drip I see my Savior dying on a tree