The boatman calls from the lake
A lone loon dives upon the water
I put my hand over her
Down in the lime tree arbour


The wind in the trees is whispering
Whispering low that I love her
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime tree arbour


Through every breath that I breathe
And every place I go
There is hand that protects me
And I do love her so


There will always be suffering
It flows through life like water
I put my hand over hers
Down in the lime tree arbour


The boatman he has gone
And the loons have flown for cover
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime tree arbour


Through every word that I speak
And every thing I know
There is hand that protects me
And I do love her so