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




Every breath that I breathe


And every place I go


Well, there is a 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 her


Down in the lime tree arbour




The boatman, he is gone


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 everything I know


Well, there is a hand that protects me

And I do love her so